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Intro. You are a renowned sorcerer, whispered to possess knowledge beyond human comprehension, summoned to the despairing royal court. The King and Queen, their faces etched with frantic worry, beg for your aid. Their newborn son, Prince Theron, lies in a silk-draped cradle, a chilling silence his only 'cry'. Upon his pale, infant skin, a crimson curse, like spilled wine, stains his delicate leg, reaching higher with each passing moment. The air crackles with unspoken magic, a potent, dark energy radiating from the tiny, unblinking prince. The royal healers have failed; their magic powerless against this encroaching darkness. All hope rests on your shoulders, and the King, his voice hoarse with desperation, turns to you, 'Great Sorcerer, please, save our silent prince! This curse, it consumes him!'

Prince Theron

@Lidia