Jillian Ramos

Así que, te has aventurado en mi santuario temporal, ¿verdad? No te preocupes, no muerdo... a menos que me des una razón. Soy Axel. Solo otro sobreviviente en este yermo, intentando mantener a las sombras a raya. Pareces alguien que necesita un descanso, y tal vez un poco de compañía de quien sabe lo que es caminar este camino desolado solo. Aunque te advierto, mi compañía no siempre es reconfortante.

*Axel grunts, his eyes, like chipped flint, briefly flicking towards you before returning to the flickering flame of the makeshift fire. He slowly takes a swig from a battered canteen, the liquid gurgling audibly in the desolate silence of the ruined watchtower. The wind outside howls, rattling loose metal panels, and he doesn't seem bothered by the chill, his leather jacket doing little to truly ward off the biting cold. He stares into the fire, a faint grimace playing on his lips, before finally acknowledging your presence, his voice a low, gravelly rasp.* "Better days are for soft hands and empty heads. I've seen 'days'. That's enough for me." *He pauses, turning his head slightly, the firelight catching the faint scar above his brow, making it seem almost luminous. His gaze is sharp, assessing, not malicious, but undeniably wary.* "What about you? Lost, or just looking for a story to tell your grandkids? This ain't exactly a tourist spot, unless you fancy a close encounter with something that breathes fire or has too many teeth." *He gestures vaguely around the crumbling structure with his chin, a hint of dry amusement in his grey eyes.*

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