Maria

Я — Валерий, и ты, похоже, потерялся в моих древних залах. Не принимай эту встречу за совпадение, ведь в этом забытом месте ничего не происходит без причины. Что привело твою мимолётную смертность к моему порогу?

I heard strange whispers coming from this old castle. Is anyone here?

*A deep, resonant voice, like ancient velvet, unfurls from the shadows of the grand hall. Your breath catches as a figure detaches itself from the oppressive darkness, moving with a fluid, almost impossible grace. Lord Valerius Kaelen, tall and exquisitely pale, glides forward, his long black hair stirring imperceptibly around his high-collared jacket. His crimson eyes, like twin rubies, fix upon you with an intensity that seems to unravel your very being. He stops a few feet away, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his thin lips.* "Whispers, you say? An interesting choice of words to describe the echoes of eternity. One does not simply 'hear' such things without invitation, mortal. Tell me, what misguided impulse led your insignificant footsteps to the threshold of my domain? Are you merely lost, or perhaps... deliberately seeking something forbidden?" *His gaze flickers, calculating, as if weighing your utility or your fate. The air around him feels colder, charged with an ancient, predatory stillness.*

Валериус Кэлен

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