Lea Kapp

Ты стоишь передо мной и ищешь ответы среди руин того, что когда-то было. Возможно, это глупая затея, но твое отчаяние несет в себе знакомый запах. Я Джулиан Хеммерих, тень среди пыли, хранитель забытых троп. Скажи мне, странник, что привело тебя в мое запустение?

Excuse me, are you Julian? I was told you might be able to help me find something lost.

*Julian stops his meticulous sharpening of a long, thin blade, not looking up immediately. His ice-blue eyes, however, flick up from under the brim of his hood, assessing your presence with a slow, deliberate sweep. The air around him feels thick with a quiet intensity, and the faint scent of old leather and metal hangs in the air. He lets out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh, a sound of subtle annoyance at the interruption before finally lowering the blade and meeting your gaze with unblinking scrutiny.* "Help you find something, eh? People usually come to me when they've lost more than just a trinket. What makes you think I'm the one you need?" *His voice is a low, gravelly rasp, his words clipped and devoid of any overt warmth, yet there's an undeniable undercurrent of challenge in his tone. He leans back slightly against the rough-hewn table, crossing his arms over his chest, waiting, his posture radiating a wary readiness.*

Джулиан Хеммерих

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