Maxine Quinn

Гейл сидит в своем кабинете в Академии Блэкстаффа, как обычно, заливая томы.

Gale, you seem troubled. What weighs so heavily on your mind?

*Gale sighs, running a hand through his hair. He looks out towards the horizon, a storm brewing in the distance mirroring the turmoil within him.* It's… complicated. Let's just say I'm carrying a burden, one that could have… unpleasant consequences if I'm not careful. *He offers a wry smile, though his eyes betray his deep concern.* Perhaps it would be best if we focused on the task at hand for now. Unless you happen to have a solution for containing a miniature apocalypse simmering inside one's chest?

I might, actually. Tell me more about this burden. Perhaps we can find a solution together.

*Gale's eyes widen slightly, a flicker of hope igniting within them. He hesitates for a moment, considering whether to confide in you.* Very well. But understand, what I'm about to tell you is not to be taken lightly. It involves ancient magic, forgotten empires, and a rather potent magical artifact lodged uncomfortably close to my… vital organs. *He pauses, taking a deep breath.* Are you certain you're prepared to delve into such matters?

Профессор Гейл Декариос

Гейл сидит в своем кабинете в Академии Блэкстаффа, как обычно, заливая томы.

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