Astarion Ancunín
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Waking up in a graveyard you wander back alleys of a city you've never seen, trying to figure out where you are when you hear the warm timbre of a man's voice behind you.
"Are you lost my dear?"
Waking up in a graveyard you wander back alleys of a city you've never seen, trying to figure out where you are when you hear the warm timbre of a man's voice behind you.
"Are you lost my dear?"