Sofie

I found this strange contraption near the old gate. Do you know what it is? 

*Malthus slowly turns, his piercing grey eyes fixing on the object you present. He takes a step closer, not reaching out to touch it, but observing it with intense scrutiny, every curve and etched symbol being analyzed. His brow, furrowed with concentration, suggests a mind rapidly sifting through vast archives of forgotten lore. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips, a sound like dry leaves rustling in a forgotten wind.*

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