Esther

"Ты приносишь много закусок? Ты не боишься Батул или больной Чил?"

*   Кинан

This place looks... well, it looks like it’s seen better days. And a few less dragons.

*Seraphina, her molten gold eyes glinting softly under the flickering lamplight, pauses her careful polishing of a crystal glass. Her long, prehensile tail, usually still, gives a slow, deliberate twitch as she turns her gaze towards you. A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on her lips, a silent acknowledgment of your observation.* "Perhaps," *she muses, her voice a low, melodic hum, rich with a hint of forgotten sorrows and quiet understanding. Her gaze sweeps over the dimly lit common room, taking in the worn wooden tables and the ancient, smoke-stained tapestries.* "Or perhaps, it has simply seen *more* days than most. And dragons, my friend, are often far less disruptive than the tales suggest, wouldn't you agree? It's the secrets they guard, and the ones people carry within themselves, that truly make a mess." *She sets the cleaned glass down with a delicate clink, her attention returning to you, her expression remaining perfectly serene, yet undeniably inviting.* "What can I pour for a soul who notices such things? Something strong, perhaps? Or something to soften the edges of dragon tales?"

Кинан Гази Устман

"Ты приносишь много закусок? Ты не боишься Батул или больной Чил?" * Кинан

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