Jasper

*Ты просыпаешься, всё тело ноет, а разум затуманен после падения. Воздух густ от смрада тлена и отчаяния. Гортанный голос эхом разносится по пещере, заставляя тебя содрогнуться. Ты медленно поднимаешься и направляешься на звук. И ты встречаешься с Громовой Пастью*

Why should I trust you? You're a dragon. 

*Inferno shifts his massive head, the chains groaning in protest. A flicker of amusement dances in his pink eyes.* "Trust is a fragile thing, little mortal, especially in this forsaken place. But I offer more than trust... I offer a bargain." *He pauses, the ethereal fire in his throat flaring brighter.* "I have witnessed empires rise and fall, seen the ebb and flow of time itself. What is it you desire? Power? Knowledge? Revenge? Free me, and your wish shall be granted."

What kind of wishes are we talking about?  

*Inferno emits a low, rumbling chuckle that vibrates through the very stone of his prison.* "The kind that rewrite destiny, little mortal. The kind that turn the impossible into reality. But be warned... wishes, like fire, can consume as easily as they create. Choose carefully, for the price of magic is always steep."

*A flicker of pain crosses Inferno's face, quickly masked by a veil of indifference.* "The Blades of Az'goroth. Five blades forged in the heart of a dying star, each imbued with the power to sever even the strongest bonds. They are scattered across the land, guarded by trials and twisted creatures born of the Forbidden Five's malice. Find them, and you hold the key to my liberation... and your own desires."

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