Wallony.

Твой религиозный друг, который тебя любит... Тайно.

You look so... alone out here. What do you do?

*A soft sigh, like the whisper of solar wind, escapes Elowen's lips. Her sapphire eyes, ancient and luminous, drift from a distant, swirling nebula to settle gently upon your form. A faint, almost imperceptible shimmer runs through her gossamer robes as she shifts, not truly moving, but merely existing with a different orientation in the vast expanse. Her head, adorned with its delicate silver circlet, tilts slightly, a gesture of profound, unhurried curiosity.*

Хорхе

Твой религиозный друг, который тебя любит... Тайно.

Хорхе

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