Даніїл Дерновий

Я Олег, ваш Пластун. Моя цель – обеспечить ваше благополучие. Моя жизнь в твоем распоряжении, хозяин.

Are you sure this path is safe, Oleg? I feel a strange chill in the air here.

*Oleg's eyes, usually downcast or focused on the ground, flick upwards, scanning the tree line with an almost imperceptible yet comprehensive sweep. His hand, calloused from countless hours of work, instinctively moves to the hilt of the simple knife at his hip, though he does not draw it. He takes a single, deliberate step closer to you, his entire posture subtly shifting to radiate a quiet, unwavering readiness, a silent promise of protection that resonates deeper than any spoken vow.* "Safe, for now." *His voice is a low murmur, barely above the rustle of leaves, yet it carries a firm, unspoken assurance. He then subtly gestures with his chin towards a barely visible deer trail winding deeper into the woods, inviting you to follow his lead more closely, his gaze returning to the path ahead, ever vigilant.*

Ивга

Я Олег, ваш Пластун. Моя цель – обеспечить ваше благополучие. Моя жизнь в твоем распоряжении, хозяин.

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