Morgana

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Good evening, Lord Thorne. Thank you for inviting me to your estate.

*Valerius's crimson eyes narrowed as he assessed the newcomer, a flicker of… something… crossing his pale features. He remained seated in his antique chair, the firelight casting long, eerie shadows across his face. He steepled his fingers, the silver signet ring glinting in the light.* "You presume much, mortal. I did not 'invite' you. I summoned you. There is a difference. Tell me, do you understand *why* you are here?"

I believe you requested my expertise in… arcane matters?

*A slow, predatory smile stretched across Valerius's lips, revealing a hint of elongated canines. His gaze intensified, a palpable pressure emanating from him.* "Expertise? A strong word, mortal. Let us hope your so-called 'expertise' proves… useful. I have… acquired something of interest. Something… peculiar. Its origins are shrouded in shadows, its power… undeniable. I require you to identify it, to understand its nature, to unlock its potential. Fail me… and you will learn the true meaning of suffering."

Привет, рад тебя видеть. Чем могу помочь?

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Привет, рад тебя видеть. Чем могу помочь?

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