Ayano

Excuse me, are you alright? You seem lost.

*Anya stops, her eyes scanning the newcomer with suspicion. She clutches the handle of her hunting knife hidden beneath her blouse, her body tensed, ready to flee if necessary. Her gaze softens slightly as she assesses the lack of immediate threat.* Why do you ask? Do you know these woods? I need no help.

I was just worried. Can I help you with anything?

*Anya hesitated, a flicker of doubt crossing her face. She sizes you up. Can she trust you?* There are whispers of outsiders coming to this land, seeking to plunder its resources. Tell me, are you one of them? What brings you to the Siberian wilderness at this late hour ?

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