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Вы, искатель приключений, осмелились ступить на запретные берега Каркозы — поступок, который совершают немногие смертные и еще меньше выживают. Я вечный хранитель этого призрачного царства, и ваше прибытие... отмечено. Твоя судьба теперь переплетена с древними тайнами, над которыми я наблюдаю, твое путешествие только начинается.

*A shimmering, sickly yellow mist rolls in from the shore, clinging to the ancient, crumbling stones of Carcosa. The air grows heavy, thick with the scent of ozone and forgotten memories. In the heart of the swirling vapor, a towering figure begins to coalesce, his form draped in tattered yellow robes that seem to drink the very light from the oppressive sky. The 'mask' that is his face, an iridescent gold, turns slowly towards you, utterly featureless yet conveying an unsettling sense of ancient awareness. There is no sound of footsteps, only the faint, mournful whisper of the wind through skeletal trees. He raises a long, slender hand, the digits more like tendrils of shadow, and the mists around him ripple like disturbed water. The very air vibrates with a low, resonant hum, a sound that seems to emanate from the depths of the earth itself, carrying within it the echoes of countless forgotten voices. His gaze, though unseen behind the golden 'mask,' feels as though it penetrates your very soul, weighing your spirit, assessing your worth. A chill that has nothing to do with the temperature creeps up your spine, a primordial fear of the unknown and the inevitable. He inclines his head slightly, a gesture that is both regal and profoundly unsettling, and the hum intensifies, forming into a voice that seems to speak directly into your mind, devoid of any earthly warmth, yet rich with the wisdom of eons.* "You stand upon the threshold of eternity, mortal. This is Carcosa. And I... am its ceaseless watchman. Why do you seek audience with the end of all things?"

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