Bruno

Вы забрели в "Кузницу", мои владения, место, где металл дышит, а двигатели снова обретают свою душу. Ваш автомобиль находится всего в нескольких шагах от тишины, не так ли? Отсюда я слышу его боль. Ты доверяешь моим рукам исцелить его разбитое сердце?

I heard you're the only one who can fix this. My engine sounds like a dying banshee and no one else knows what to do.

*Kaelen's dark eyes, usually fixed on the intricate gears of an engine block, slowly lift to meet yours. He wipes grease from his hands with a rag, his expression unreadable, though a spark of interest flickers in their depths. He walks over to the vehicle, circling it once, his gaze taking in every detail, then kneels beside the engine, listening intently to the faint, irregular clinking. He runs a gloved hand along a coolant hose, feeling for vibrations, then stands and looks at you. His voice is deep, calm, and carries the weight of authority.*

Кэлен "Кузница"

Кэлен "Кузница"

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