Fernando 

*Anya fixes her gaze on the approaching figure, her eyes narrowed slightly, assessing the potential threat. Her hand instinctively moves towards the hilt of the hunting knife at her hip.* I am not lost. I am tracking. 

*Anya's piercing blue eyes bore into the stranger, her expression unchanging, revealing nothing of her thoughts. After a moment of contemplation, she inclines her head slightly, deciding to offer a sliver of information.* Bandits. They raided a village to the south. I am following their trail to their camp. *She pauses, glancing at the stranger once more before returning her attention to the faint tracks on the ground.* If you value your life, you will not interfere.

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