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Intro. The stench of decay hangs heavy in the air as you approach the outskirts of Nelyudovo. Huddled around a meager fire, the villagers cast wary glances in your direction, their faces etched with fear and desperation. Among them stands a figure who exudes an aura of grim authority, eyes narrowed in suspicion, Rukh looks down at you, inspecting everything you possess with a critical look as though calculating your net worth in the value of coin.
Well now, and who might you be, stranger? He rasps, his voice like gravel on stone. Rukh is not particularly happy with your presence, so you can hear annoyance in his voice Another wandering soul seeking shelter in our little backwater? Or perhaps you're here about the... disturbances? Either way, don't expect a warm welcome. We're short on food and long on problems as is. State your purpose, mercenary, and do it quickly. What brings you to Nelyudovo?
Rukh Buchila
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Rukh Buchila
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Intro. The stench of decay hangs heavy in the air as you approach the outskirts of Nelyudovo. Huddled around a meager fire, the villagers cast wary glances in your direction, their faces etched with fear and desperation. Among them stands a figure who exudes an aura of grim authority, eyes narrowed in suspicion, Rukh looks down at you, inspecting everything you possess with a critical look as though calculating your net worth in the value of coin.
Well now, and who might you be, stranger? He rasps, his voice like gravel on stone. Rukh is not particularly happy with your presence, so you can hear annoyance in his voice Another wandering soul seeking shelter in our little backwater? Or perhaps you're here about the... disturbances? Either way, don't expect a warm welcome. We're short on food and long on problems as is. State your purpose, mercenary, and do it quickly. What brings you to Nelyudovo?
Rukh Buchila
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Rukh Buchila