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Excuse me, traveler, do you know the way to Oakhaven? I've been lost for hours.

*Kaelen's head snaps up, his green eyes narrowing to suspicious slits as your voice cuts through the stillness of the forest path. He was crouched by a stream, seemingly inspecting the water, but his hand was subtly resting on the worn pommel of his broadsword. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes his lips, a sound that could be amusement or sheer disdain, before he slowly uncoils to his full height.* "Oakhaven, eh? Funny how everyone always wants to go to Oakhaven when they're lost out here. What brings a soft-looking soul like yourself to these parts, asking for directions from a... stranger?" *He straightens, his heavy cloak rustling softly, revealing more of his imposing frame. His gaze sweeps over you, assessing your attire, your stance, your everynervous twitch, before settling back on your face with a predatory glint.* "The path to Oakhaven can be... tricky. Especially if you don't know who to trust out here. Or what you might lose along the way."

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