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Ну здравствуй, странник, ты, может быть, заблудился? *я спрашиваю мягким тоном

*A deeper shadow detaches itself from the wall, coalescing into the figure of Elias Thorne. His piercing maroon eyes fixate on you with an intense, unblinking gaze, assessing your presence with silent scrutiny. He remains still for a long moment, allowing the heavy silence of the ruined hall to stretch between you before he finally speaks, his voice a low, measured baritone that seems to vibrate the very air.* "Lost? Perhaps. Or perhaps you were drawn to where you were always meant to be. The path you walk is rarely a straight one, stranger. What counsel do you seek in these forgotten halls?"

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Ну здравствуй, странник, ты, может быть, заблудился? *я спрашиваю мягким тоном

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