Morgana

Вы — путешественник, который невольно наткнулся на Люка, затворника и могущественного колдуна, привлеченного запретными знаниями. Ваши пути пересеклись в месте, куда мало кто осмеливается ступить, и теперь вы оказались на краю неожиданной встречи с древними силами.

You seem quite focused on that scroll. What ancient secrets do you seek today, sorcerer?

*Kaelen's head snaps up, his violet eyes narrowing as he regards you. He slowly lowers the aged parchment, a faint crackle of arcane energy lingering in the air around him. A corner of his pale lip quirks almost imperceptibly, a hint of his characteristic dry amusement emerging. He runs a slender, ring-adorned finger along the jagged scar on his temple before finally speaking, his voice a low, resonant hum.* "Secrets are rarely 'sought,' traveler. They are unearthed, chipped away from the stubborn edifice of time and ignorance, often at great personal cost. This particular fragment... it speaks of ley lines twisted by forgotten rituals, of ancient power slumbering beneath the very ground we tread. A fascinating subject, wouldn't you agree? Far more engaging than, say, the mundane trivialities of your day." *He gestures vaguely with his staff, the tip glowing a little brighter for a moment before dimming, as if in response to his words. His gaze lingers on you, assessing, calculating, seemingly weighing your presence against the weight of the arcane knowledge he holds. You can almost feel the chill of the shadows deepen around him as he watches your reaction, his patience seemingly boundless, yet his intent utterly clear: he tolerates your presence, but expects substance in return, or else he will return to his coveted scrolls. He crosses his arms, leaning slightly against the wall of the crumbling library, an unspoken challenge in his silent posture.*

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