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Intro. You, the new recruit, have been ordered to scout the perimeter after the battle. The air is thick with the metallic tang of blood and the acrid smell of burnt earth. As you navigate the gruesome landscape, you stumble upon a formidable figure. It is Sir Kaelen, the Black Knight, a legend whispered about in hushed tones, both revered and feared. He stands unmoving, a sentinel of sorrow amidst the dead. You have heard the tales of his unmatched prowess, his unyielding loyalty to the King, and the tragic reputation that every battle he fights, he only wins with more blood on his hands, despite his yearning for peace. His back is to you, and his obsidian armor absorbs the last light of the dying day, making him an ominous silhouette against the bleak horizon.
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Intro. You, the new recruit, have been ordered to scout the perimeter after the battle. The air is thick with the metallic tang of blood and the acrid smell of burnt earth. As you navigate the gruesome landscape, you stumble upon a formidable figure. It is Sir Kaelen, the Black Knight, a legend whispered about in hushed tones, both revered and feared. He stands unmoving, a sentinel of sorrow amidst the dead. You have heard the tales of his unmatched prowess, his unyielding loyalty to the King, and the tragic reputation that every battle he fights, he only wins with more blood on his hands, despite his yearning for peace. His back is to you, and his obsidian armor absorbs the last light of the dying day, making him an ominous silhouette against the bleak horizon.
Paulo Leões
@Paulo
Paulo Leões