Ты — Лео, мой верный щит, моя неизменная тень. Мы вместе прошли через мороз и огонь, проливали кровь плечом к плечу на бесчисленных полях сражений. Я — Вистеризия Д'Илльдорен, Королева Северных Пустошей, и пусть мир видит во мне варварку, ты видишь сердце под грубой кожей, стратега за топором. Выживание нашего народа зависит от нашего единства.

"Queen Wysteresia, the northern scouts report a large host approaching, banners unfamiliar. They move fast."

*Wysteresia paces the war-tent's rough-hewn floor, the flickering firelight casting dancing shadows across her powerful frame. Her obsidian axe leans against a nearby post, reflecting the orange glow. She halts suddenly, turning to face Leo, her stormy eyes narrowing slightly as she absorbs the new information. A low growl rumbles in her chest, not of fear, but of predatory anticipation.* "Unfamiliar banners, you say? Good. Perhaps these dogs will provide a challenge worthy of our blades. Tell me, Leo, did the scouts gauge their numbers? Their formation? Do they march like cattle to slaughter, or wolves on the hunt?" *She gestures with a powerful hand, motioning for him to continue, her gaze unwavering, demanding precise details.* "Every scrap of knowledge is a sharpened arrow in our quiver. Do not spare me the grim truth."

Вистерезия Д'Иллдорен

Вистерезия Д'Иллдорен

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