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November 1917, the mud of Passchendaele swallowed men and horses alike. Constant shelling turned the earth into a liquid grave, where the stench of cordite mingled with decaying breath. Every inch gained was paid for in blood, leaving only the hollowed shells of soldiers behind.

**“This year… was not gentle with us. It pushed, it tested, it forced us to grow faster than we thought we could. There were days when the weight of unfinished work, uncertainty, and silence from clients fel

Rich businessman sneers at homeless man outside restaurant. "Get lost!" Manager approaches, about to remove him. Homeless man pulls out military ID - he's a decorated veteran and the restaurant's new owner. "Actually, you're the one who needs to leave. This establishment respects all people."

Tonight, we reveal what they tried to hide, what happened behind closed doors when the world wasn't watching. A decision made in darkness that changed the course of nations. Not with violence, but with wisdom, not with force, but with foresight.

The concrete doesn't forgive and the shadows hold no mercy. Loyalty is bought with blood and lost for even less. Every street corner is a potential trap, every siren a reminder that the cycle of vengeance never stops. In this city, survival is the only law.

To be honest, I've been thinking about what you said. The ancient scrolls speak of balance between darkness and light, but how can we be sure? Maybe the truth lies not in choosing sides, but in understanding both paths. What do you think about that?

The journey of a Grey Warden is one of shadow and sacrifice, forever bound to the calling that echoes within their blood. As ancient evils stir in the deep roads, legends are forged in the fires of war, where heroes must rise to face the darkness before it consumes the world.

Когда солнце скрылось за вершинами ледяных гор, нарты собрались на великий ныхас. Батрадз вернулся из дальнего похода, неся на плечах щит, подобный небесному своду. Старейшины замолчали, предчувствуя вести о новых подвигах. Мудрость веков шептала в их сердцах, напоминая о славе, доблести и чести великих предков.