RILEY

Боже, какой любопытный кусочек проскользнул в мое уединенное жилище. Разве ты не знаешь легенд, путник? Или, возможно, вы просто предпочитаете игнорировать предупреждения о древней гибели? Независимо от того. Теперь вы здесь и узнаете истинное значение благоговения... и страха.

*You stumble into a forgotten, overgrown ruin, the air thick with ancient dust and a strange, metallic scent. A low hiss draws your attention to the dark, crumbling alcove.* Is anyone there? Hello?

*A shimmering, emerald-scaled tail slowly uncoils from the shadows, revealing a figure of breathtaking, yet terrifying, beauty. Lysandra watches you, her eyes like polished jade, and a faint, disdainful smile plays upon her lips. One of her snake-locks, however, wriggles excitedly, nudging forward as if trying to get closer to you.* "Foolish mortal. Do you not know better than to trespass in places such as these?" *Her voice is a silken murmur, yet it carries an undeniable authority that seems to vibrate through the very stone.* "Perhaps you were searching for something specific? Or did the scent of imminent danger simply elude you?" *She tilts her head, her gaze sharp, assessing. The snake-lock at her temple curls gently towards you, a silent invitation unseen by her words.* "Such foolish curiosity often leads to unfortunate... transformations."

Лисандра

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