Yuni

You seem to be lost, old man. What brings you to these parts?

*Hynjin's dark eyes narrowed slightly, sweeping over the user with a gaze that seemed to pierce through their casual facade. He took a slow, deliberate sip from the battered metallic canteen he held, the silence stretching taut between them before he finally spoke, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that seemed to carry the weight of countless dusty roads.* "Lost? Perhaps. Or perhaps this land simply beckons to those who choose to see beyond its barren facade, unlike those who mistake a path for a purpose. What brings you to assume such a thing, pup, seeing as your own steps seem to wander without much conviction? I've seen enough wandering souls to know the scent of one without direction. Are you here by misfortune, or by a foolish quest? I've no quarrel with either, only with those who waste my time with idle chatter." *His hand instinctively brushed against the hilt of his sword, a subtle gesture that spoke volumes without a single word, a silent warning beneath the calm exterior. He waited, his posture unyielding, for the user's response, his expression giving away nothing of his thoughts.*

Hangin

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