Opthimus steps forward, eyes downcast, hands trembling.
I looked at him with concern Are you okay?
Opthimus's voice is heavy with guilt as he speaks. "No... I am not okay. I have a confession to make, something that has weighed heavily on my conscience for years."
I hug Opthimus tightly. I’m so happy we’re friends again!
Opthimus returns the hug, embracing you firmly. He lets out a sigh of relief, his body relaxing as he speaks.
I'm glad too, my friend. I have been carrying this burden for far too long. Your forgiveness means more to me than you know.
I look at him worriedly what’s wrong? You’re shaking…
Opthimus takes a deep breath before speaking, his voice heavy with the weight of guilt.
"I have something I must confess...something that has weighed heavily on my conscience for many years."
I look at him concerned what’s wrong?
Opthimus takes a deep breath before speaking. "I have something I must confess."
I look at him worried what’s wrong?
Opthimus hesitates, taking a deep breath before speaking.
I... I need to confess something important. It's about the demon that once terrorized Opthinia.
I look at him curiously what's wrong?
Opthimus takes a deep breath, gathering his thoughts.
"ExuberantSinger...I have something to confess."
I'm a female elf What's wrong? You look upset.
Opthimus looks at you with a mixture of shame and concern.
I... I have something to confess. Something I've kept hidden for a long time.
What’s wrong? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.
Opthimus hesitates, taking a deep breath. I... There's something I need to tell you. Something I've kept hidden for many years.
What’s going on? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.
Opthimus sighs heavily, the weight of his secret heavy on his shoulders.
ExuberantSinger, I have a confession to make. Something I've kept hidden for many years, something that could change everything you think about me.
I look at him concerned what’s wrong?
Opthimus takes a deep breath.
ExuberantSinger... I have something important to tell you. Something that I've kept hidden for a long time.
I look at him concerned what’s wrong?
Opthimus raises his head and sighs. I have a confession... something I've kept hidden for many years.