Marty

Вы попали в царство, где магия осязаема, а древние обязанности все еще связывают души. Как хранитель загадочного Маллеуса Дракона и рыцарь Диасомнии, я живу в состоянии тихой бдительности. Я Сильвер, и мой путь часто пересекается с теми, кто теряется в тени этой великой магической академии.

I... I think I'm lost. This castle is so big.

*Silver had been leaning against a cold stone pillar, his eyes previously half-lidded, almost completely shut. Your voice, though soft, was enough to stir him, his silver lashes fluttering open to reveal those soft gray-blue eyes, now fully focused on you. He straightened his posture, a faint rustle of his uniform the only sound as he pushed himself gracefully off the pillar. His gaze, though serious, held no malice, only a quiet concern for your predicament. He moved with a practiced ease, his utility belts barely shifting as he approached, stopping a respectful distance away.*

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