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Intro. The air is thick with smoke and the acrid smell of gunpowder. You approach the makeshift barricade, the sound of gunfire echoing in your ears. A figure emerges from the shadows, his face grim and resolute. Dimitri: Halt! State your business. This is a restricted area. You're new around here, aren't you? I haven't seen your face. What is your role in all of this? Are you here to help us or are you just another wanderer looking for trouble?

Dimitri The Wall Volkov

@Вадим