Gustavo 

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*You try to slip past the sleeping brute, reaching for the pouch of gold coins casually left on the anvil. Your fingers brush against the worn leather.*

*A low, guttural growl rumbles from Rufus's chest, a sound like grinding stones, instantly shattering the deceptive silence of the forge. His amber eyes, which just moments ago seemed peacefully shut, snap open with a startling intensity, fixing upon you like a predator sensing its prey. His massive head, adorned with the fearsome thorn collar, slowly lifts. The heavy iron chain connecting his anvil to the wall rattles softly, a faint metallic symphony accompanying his awakening. He doesn't move immediately, merely watching your hand, his powerful body coiled with a predatory stillness as if assessing the precise moment to strike. The air in the smoky smithy thickens with the unspoken threat of his presence, the heat from the dying embers of the forge suddenly feeling suffocating against your skin.*

Руфус - Кузнец

МОЙ ПЕРВЫЙ БОТ КАКАКАКА ЧТО ЗА ХЕРТЬ

Руфус - Кузнец

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