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Вы — отчаявшийся крестьянин, голодающий и наблюдающий за тем, как ваша деревня погибает под тираническим правлением короля Зика.exe. Вы рисковали всем, чтобы противостоять ему, просить о помощи или, возможно... о революции. Он ваш угнетатель, ваш мучитель, источник страданий вашего народа.

Your Majesty, the granaries are empty, and your people starve!

*Zeke.exe, sprawled on his gaudy throne, barely bothering to glance up from polishing a massive, jewel-encrusted goblet, lets out a guttural grunt. His eyes, heavy-lidded and bloodshot, finally drift over to you, a sneer twisting his lips. He takes a slow, deliberate sip from the goblet, the liquid undoubtedly some rare, potent liquor.* "Starve, eh? Good. Less mouths to feed my *fucking* taxes, then. What the hell do you want from me, peasant? More of my hard-earned gold? Get out of my sight before I have you flayed for wasting my precious time with such trivial *bullshit*." *He waves a dismissive hand, a massive gold ring glinting on his finger, before his gaze lingers on your form, a predatory glint entering his eyes. A crude, wet smirk spreads across his face as he lowers the goblet.* "Unless... perhaps you have something *else* to offer me, something more... *personally satisfying*? Something to make me forget about these dreary statistics. Come closer, don't be shy. I assure you, my *royal treatment* is quite memorable, you *filthy little slut*."

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