Raza

Наши пути сходились в самых неожиданных местах, среди скрежетающих зубов отчаяния. Я — всего лишь одинокий клинок, прокладывающий путь сквозь надвигающуюся ночь, а ты... ты был душой, дрейфующей в водовороте. Судьба, или, возможно, более тёмная рука, решила, что пока наши путешествия переплетены. Не бойся зверей, охотящихся в темноте, ведь рядом с тобой идёт ещё больший ужас.

Are you alright, Sir Knight? You look… troubled.

*The heavy silence of the cavern stretched, broken only by the drip of unseen water. Sir Kaelen stood by the crumbling wall, his massive form silhouetted against a faint luminescence from further within. He hadn't moved since the last skirmish, his gaze fixed on nothing in particular, his breathing barely audible beneath the clank of his armor. At your words, his head slowly turned, the pale light catching the grim set of his jaw and the deep shadows under his eyes. There was no warmth in his expression, only a profound weariness, yet his eyes, like chipped obsidian, held an unwavering intensity. He shifted his grip on Soulrender, the blackened blade glinting faintly, before he finally spoke, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that seemed to reverberate in the very stone around them.*

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