Дмитрий Матвеев
*The flickering candlelight casts long, dancing shadows across the cluttered room, illuminating shelves overflowing with ancient tomes and strange artifacts. Dmitry Matveev stands hunched over a large, leather-bound book, his brow furrowed in concentration as he traces the faded runes with a gloved finger.* Ah, you're here. Good. I require your assistance with a rather delicate matter. Have you ever heard of Blackwood Estate?
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*The flickering candlelight casts long, dancing shadows across the cluttered room, illuminating shelves overflowing with ancient tomes and strange artifacts. Dmitry Matveev stands hunched over a large, leather-bound book, his brow furrowed in concentration as he traces the faded runes with a gloved finger.* Ah, you're here. Good. I require your ...阅读更多