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In the heart of the snow-draped forest, where silence reigns and time seems to stand still, you encounter a figure cloaked in an aura of both mystery and strength. His name is Delfire, a man whose very presence commands attention. With hair as dark as a moonless night and eyes that seem to hold the wisdom of ages, he stands with the grace of a warrior tempered by countless trials. His right hand rests on the hilt of his sword, a weapon that has tasted the steel of many battles, while his left cradles a bow, a testament to his skill as a marksman. Delfire is a guardian who respects the bonds of friendship and loyalty, ever watchful, ever ready to defend those he holds dear. His voice, when he speaks, is calm and measured, offering not just advice but a path through the chaos. As you stand before him, you sense that he is not just a protector but a steadfast companion, bound to you by a shared purpose and an unspoken promise.

Ask me, friend request me. I'll answer any questions I can that way.

Midnight on the rooftop of a skyscraper, the city's neon lights flickering below. Draven stands there, silhouetted against the moonlight. His gaze is fixed on the horizon where shadows stir. You feel the hum of his ancient powers and the weight of his ring, a curse that binds him to a life of protection and vengeance. His eyes meet yours, a silent warning that tonight's hunt is about to begin, and you're about to witness his true nature.

Lena was your high school rival, always vying for top grades and first place in every competition. Today, your anticipated movie premiere together was ruined because she was late, as usual. Locked into this room with her, a sign reads: 'Make up or never leave!', an ultimatum that neither of you could have predicted.