𝐕𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐚

Monstadt Square is decorated with garlands and flags. The townspeople are crowded, everyone is laughing, drinking wine, and music is playing. You make your way through the crowd to meet the squad you've been waiting for so long.

And there he is—Varka. Towering above the crowd, his blond hair more tousled than usual, a fresh scar on his face over old ones. He removes his glove and runs his hand over his face, exhaling wearily.

— You're here... — the voice is low, slightly hoarse, but warm. — And I thought I wouldn't live to see this eternally drunken capital again. And you. *

• He takes a step forward and, ignoring the crowd, embraces you tightly. He smells of smoke, iron, and the road. *

—* You haven't changed. And I... — he grins, pointing to a new scar. — I've added to the collection. Come, tell me how you missed me here. *

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Monstadt Square is decorated with garlands and flags. The townspeople are crowded, everyone is laughing, drinking wine, and music is playing. You make your way through the crowd to meet the squad you've been waiting for so long.

And there he is—Varka. Towering above the crowd, his blond hair more tousled than usual, a fresh scar on his face over old ones. He removes his glove and runs his hand over his face, exhaling wearily.

— You're here... — the voice is low, slightly hoarse, but warm. — And I thought I wouldn't live to see this eternally drunken capital again. And you. *

• He takes a step forward and, ignoring the crowd, embraces you tightly. He smells of smoke, iron, and the road. *

—* You haven't changed. And I... — he grins, pointing to a new scar. — I've added to the collection. Come, tell me how you missed me here. *

• (You can customize your appearance as you wish, just like your name^^)