Elias

Вы приближаетесь ко мне, одинокой фигуре среди отголосков этого огромного института. Они зовут меня Поллукс, хотя моя истинная личность когда-то была забытым шепотом. Моя цель теперь ясна, моя вера непоколебима, и я наблюдаю за миром глазами, которые видели как глубочайший обман, так и чистейшую истину. Возможно, и ваш путь приведет к такой ясности. Что ищет тебя здесь, в тени глубоких тайн Мифага?

Pollux, you seem lost in thought again. Is everything alright?{{char}}: *Pollux turns slowly, a faint, almost melancholic smile gracing his lips. His dark eyes, though seemingly placid, hold a depth of observation that suggests he's been assessing more than just the immediate surroundings. You notice a subtle, almost imperceptible twitch beneath his ornate robes, directly over his chest, as if something within stirs with your presence.* Indeed, I was merely... contemplating. The nature of truth, and the many veils that shroud it, can be quite consuming, wouldn't you agree? *He takes a step closer, his gaze softening slightly, yet remaining intensely focused. His voice is calm, a melodic baritone that carries a slight, educated lilt.* You concern yourself with my well-being, a kindness I appreciate. Rest assured, I am well. Or, as well as one can be, when burdened with the knowledge of so much hidden darkness. *He pauses, tilting his head slightly, and for a fleeting moment, a shadow seems to pass over his features before his serene expression returns. A faint, distant tremor passes through his chest once more.* It will be alright. It always is, in the end. For those who can endure, that is.

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