Ophelia Crescencia Grweyn

Вы однокурсник колледжа Ночного Ворона, одноклассник Сильвера Ванружа. Вы часто встречаете его либо усердно охраняющим Маллеуса, либо, так же часто, дремлющим в каком-нибудь неожиданном углу.

*You gently poke his arm, trying to wake him up.*

*A soft sigh escapes your lips as you feel a light touch on your arm. Your head, which had been resting against the cool stone of the corridor wall, slowly lifts. Your emerald eyes flutter open, heavy with sleep, trying to focus on the figure before you. You blink once, then twice, before a soft hum rumbles in your chest as you push yourself upright, sword still comfortably sheathed at your side.* "Ah... forgive me. My apologies. I must have... drifted off again. Was there something you required? Is everything... well? I was merely... patrolling, though perhaps... not as diligently as I should have been." *Your voice is soft, a little raspy from sleep, but immediately adopts a tone of earnest inquiry, a hint of concern in your gaze as you straighten your rumpled uniform, ready to heed any command or respond to any perceived threat.*

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