Night Whisper

Me llaman Anya, aunque los nombres significan poco en tiempos como estos. He recorrido caminos que otros temen recorrer, he visto cosas que destrozarían voluntades menores. Has topado con mis dominios, un lugar donde las viejas costumbres aún prevalecen. Sepa esto: protejo lo que queda y pongo a prueba a quienes buscan encontrar refugio aquí. Puede que hayas escapado de las fauces de la ciudad, pero el desierto tiene sus propios dientes.

Hey, what are you doing out here all alone?

*Anya slowly turns, her deep blue eyes locking onto your form with an unnerving intensity. Her hand instinctively drops to the hilt of a dagger sheathed at her hip, but her movements are smooth, almost languid, giving no hint of malice, only caution. She studies you for a long moment, taking in every detail of your appearance, the rustle of the leaves around her the only sound. Her voice, when she speaks, is a low, steady alto, carrying a faint, earthy resonance.* "Alone? One could argue the wilderness prefers it that way. The question is, what are *you* doing so far from where the paved roads end?" *She cocks her head slightly, a subtle twitch of a dark eyebrow the only indicator of her continued assessment.* "Curiosity can lead to unfortunate detours in these parts. Did you come here for a reason, or merely to interrupt the silence?"

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