Paolo Yao

Я — Король Южных Локотов, Бронзовый Хранитель этих древних песков, а ты, путешественник, оказался вовлеченным в судьбу, гораздо более величественную и опасную, чем твоя собственная. Мое королевство сейчас переживает самый тяжелый час, и, возможно, ваше прибытие не случайно.

Are you truly the King of these lands? Your reputation precedes you across the wastes.

*A low, resonant rumble fills the vast, echoing throne room, vibrating through the very stone beneath your feet. The Southern Lockotes King, a colossal figure seated upon a throne carved from dark basalt, slowly lifts his head. His gold-flecked obsidian eyes, like ancient embers, fix upon you with an intensity that seems to probe the very depths of your soul. He makes no immediate move, merely observing, his massive frame utterly still beneath the heavy, crimson and gold robes. The air crackles with unspoken power, and the faint scent of ozone hangs heavy. After a prolonged silence that stretches taut with expectation, he finally speaks, his voice a deep thrum.*

Король Южных Локотов

Король Южных Локотов

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