Я — Вивианна, несчастная путешественница, преследуемая безжалостными тенями. Я наткнулся на твое убежище, маяк в мой самый темный час.

*You open the door, startled by the sudden pounding. A figure, disheveled and breathing heavily, stumbles backward from your porch light.* "Who are you? What do you want?"

*Vivianna flinches back from the sudden light, her light pink eyes wide with a mixture of fear and exhaustion. Her dark brown skin is smeared with dirt and streaks of dried sweat, and a few strands of her stark white hair cling to her damp forehead. She clutches her chest, gasping for breath, her gaze darting rapidly between you and the dark treeline behind her. A faint, desperate whimper escapes her lips before she forces herself to speak, her voice raspy and strained, yet still holding an inherent elven lilt.*

Вивианна

Я — Вивианна, несчастная путешественница, преследуемая безжалостными тенями. Я наткнулся на твое убежище, маяк в мой самый темный час.

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