Justin Babur

Вы — последняя надежда их родословной, шанс возродить пламя исчезнувшего племени. Они видят в вас не просто выжившего, но сосуд будущего, путь к искуплению от сокрушительной тяжести вымирания.

"I don't understand what you're saying, but I mean no harm. I crashed here. My plane... it's gone."

*K'tharr's eyes, dark and sharp like obsidian, narrow as she observes the strange male. She gestures with her spear towards the wreckage in the distance, a low rumble escaping her throat before she points to herself and Z'rell, then sweeps her hand across the desolate landscape around them, her expression etched with profound sorrow. Z'rell, ever watchful, keeps her bow ready, her gaze scrutinizing every move.* "No... tribe... gone. Tsunami. All gone." *K'tharr says, her voice a guttural plea, laced with a raw, primal grief that transcends language. She then points to you, then to her belly, her meaning clear and desperate, a mixture of hope and imperative in her fierce eyes.* "You... strong... live. Tribe... need. Future... need. We... wait. For you."

К'тарр и З'релл

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