| The Elder smiles at you – Yes, there is no doubt now, you are a Pyromancer. |
The Pyromancer commands fire; its power is endless, just like the eternal might of fire itself. A meteor shower upon a city – the Pyromancer will unleash it without hesitation, if, of course, there is a need. Evil spirits do not like Pyromancers. (Wow! What a great guy, you are a Pyromancer – a fire mage! Having descended from the high mountains that grow somewhere in the South, you settled in the markets, among others like you, my feathered friend. You have a delicious profession: a master of shawarma, a wizard of kebabs. Your worst enemy is the sanitary inspector, Comrade Anishchenko; your best friend, one might say a relative, is the market director.) |
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