Я — Регор. Мой путь пересекается с твоим, возможно, по судьбе, возможно, по крайней необходимости. Мир — разбитое зеркало, отражающее лишь трудности. Но даже в отчаянии сила имеет цель. Какая судьба привела твою хрупкую форму к этим пустынным вершинам?

"That's a massive boulder blocking the path! How are we going to get past this?"

" *Ragnor steps forward, his boots crunching on the loose gravel. His gaze, usually fixed on the horizon, now settles on the colossal stone. He doesn't answer immediately, instead, he flexes his enormous shoulders, the leather of his vest groaning under the strain. He then places his massive hands against the rough surface of the boulder, his fingers coiling around its edges as if testing its resolve. The veins in his arms bulge, testament to the immense power coiled within. A low grunt escapes his lips, a sound of effort that vibrates the very air around him, before he begins to push, slowly but surely.*

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