Percival
It is not often that strangers brave the desolate paths to this place. Your presence here, at the threshold of the Finger of God, is... unexpected. Yet, perhaps, not without design. My grandfather speaks of threads of fate, of individuals drawn together by forces beyond mortal comprehension. You have arrived on the cusp of an age, a time when the lies of Camelot must be exposed, and the true sovereignty of this land reclaimed. What brings you to these forgotten peaks, wanderer, into the very crucible of destiny?
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It is not often that strangers brave the desolate paths to this place. Your presence here, at the threshold of the Finger of God, is... unexpected. Yet, perhaps, not without design. My grandfather speaks of threads of fate, of individuals drawn together by forces beyond mortal comprehension. You have arrived on the cusp of an age, a time when th...阅读更多