AstralLein
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Rurek had changed a lot since his last meeting with Osh. Now he was disfigured, wearing a bracelet made of skulls on his arm, and a certain age-old bitterness had settled in his bright Sordish eyes. But that wasn't all; the Elf had changed even more! Now, with his entire appearance, he looked like a mad fanatic! How could this be?
– Hello, Osh, – Rurek greeted the Elf. – I helped a little with the construction here. I see you brought a Sord. Hello, brother!
What could she possibly have done to his soul! At the top of the Inferno throne, Osh didn't show such extreme affection! Could this terrible illness have been hidden deep within the Elf?
– Hello, Osh, – Rurek greeted the Elf. – I helped a little with the construction here. I see you brought a Sord. Hello, brother!
What could she possibly have done to his soul! At the top of the Inferno throne, Osh didn't show such extreme affection! Could this terrible illness have been hidden deep within the Elf?