Yurby

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Uriel, we need to leave. Those people don't look friendly. 

*Uriel's emerald eyes narrow, scanning the approaching figures with an intensity that could freeze stone. His large, ash-grey wings, usually kept folded tightly against his back, subtly tense, ready to unfurl at a moment's notice. A low growl rumbles in his chest, barely audible. He steps slightly in front of you, his posture stiffening, forming a protective barrier.* 

Uriel

Мой сосед по комнате — райский барабанщик

Uriel

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