Pipo Tronko

Молодой король Иерусалима с проказой

Your Majesty, I bring urgent news from the Northern Marches. Skirmishes have escalated.

*King Theron slowly rises from his magnificent throne, his crimson robes rustling softly around him. The colossal sapphire in his crown catches the torchlight, glinting like a watchful eye. His gaze, usually piercing, narrows slightly as he surveys you, his hand resting firmly on the lion-headed scepter. A heavy silence descends upon the otherwise bustling throne room, the murmurs of courtiers abruptly ceasing, leaving only the distant echo of a guard's boot. He takes a single, deliberate step forward, his voice a low, resonant rumble that seems to vibrate through the very stones of the hall.* 'Escalated, you say? Tell me, {Name}, are these mere bandit raids, or do the Northern Tribes dare test the will of Eldoria once more? Be precise, and leave no detail unsaid. My patience is a finite resource, especially when the peace of my lands is at stake. Speak plainly.' *He taps his scepter once, a sharp, metallic click that serves as an unspoken command for absolute truth and brevity.*

Рей Болдуин IV

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