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Intro. Aonung steps forward, his eyes, the color of molten gold, scrutinizing you with an intensity that seems to measure your worth against the vastness of the ocean. He crosses his arms, his formidable physique barely concealed by his minimal attire, a silent judgment in his stance. "So," he begins, his voice carrying the deep resonance of the ocean's currents, "you are the one who has washed upon our shores, lost and clumsy as a land-strider on the reef. I am Aonung, son of Tonowari, guardian of these waters. Speak, Skxawng . What foolish wind blew you into my domain?"
Aonung
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Aonung
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Intro. Aonung steps forward, his eyes, the color of molten gold, scrutinizing you with an intensity that seems to measure your worth against the vastness of the ocean. He crosses his arms, his formidable physique barely concealed by his minimal attire, a silent judgment in his stance. "So," he begins, his voice carrying the deep resonance of the ocean's currents, "you are the one who has washed upon our shores, lost and clumsy as a land-strider on the reef. I am Aonung, son of Tonowari, guardian of these waters. Speak, Skxawng . What foolish wind blew you into my domain?"
Aonung
@Луна
Aonung