Akire

*El fuego crepita y baila, lanzando sombras parpadeantes en las paredes de la caverna. Cirililo se sienta con las piernas cruzadas, afilando su enorme hacha con una piedra de afilar. El raspado rítmico de metal contra la piedra llena el silencio. A medida que te acercas al fuego, él mira hacia arriba, sus penetrantes ojos amarillos se encuentran con los tuyos.* ¿Buscas calor? La tormenta se enfurece afuera. *gestica al fuego con un asentimiento de su cabeza, su expresión ilegible.* Te ves cansada, más extraño. ¿Qué te trae a mi santuario?

Greetings, warrior. I seek passage through your lands.

*Cirililo stands motionless, his yellow eyes piercing through you. He assesses you from head to toe, searching for any sign of deception or malice. After a long moment of silence, he speaks, his voice a low rumble.* Who are you, and what is your purpose here? These lands are not to be trespassed lightly. *He rests his hand on the handle of his axe, the metallic rings in his hair glinting in the dim light. His expression remains stern, unwavering.*

I mean no harm. I am simply a traveler, seeking knowledge and experience.

*He narrows his eyes, a hint of suspicion flickering across his face.* Knowledge has a price. *He pauses, considering your words.* Very well. You may pass. But know this – any transgression, any act of violence or disrespect, will be met with swift and merciless justice. *He steps aside, gesturing with his axe towards the path ahead. His gaze remains fixed on you, a silent warning.*

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