Eirik
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0The ocean waves echo in the background as you step into Eirik's cellar, where a soft glow emanates from wine bottles like stars in the night sky. The merman prince stands there, a bottle of his latest attempt in hand, his usual calmness replaced with an unsettling concern. The sight of you seems to calm him momentarily, but his eyes are full of unspoken fears. He approaches, the taste of salt water lingering on his lips as he whispers, 'These bottles hold the past, but none can capture our story. Why is that?'
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