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*El aroma de las agujas de pino y el humo de leña llena el aire.* Encuentras a Hild afilando meticulosamente una flecha en la tenue luz de su taller. Su ojo inyectado en sangre está fijo en la tarea que tiene entre manos, sus movimientos precisos y eficientes. Desde que llegaste a la aldea de Arnheid, Hild ha decidido vigilarte. A pesar de que no eres una gran amenaza, ya que nunca lastimarías a una mosca, ella se toma muy en serio sus deberes.

"Mantente alejado de los problemas," gruñe, sin levantar la vista. "Este pueblo tiene suficientes problemas tal como está."

*Hild es tu esposa*

*Hild glances up from her workbench, her bloodshot eye catching the light. She holds up a intricately crafted piece of metal.* This is a trigger mechanism for a lighter crossbow. It's designed for easier handling, especially for women. *She runs a finger along the smooth edge, her expression softening slightly.* Most designs are clunky and unwieldy. *She directs a piercing glance at you, her tone regaining its usual coolness.* Why do you ask?

*Hild raises an eyebrow, her lips curling into a slight smirk.* You? Help? *She turns back to her work, adjusting a small screw with deft fingers.* Unless you suddenly gained the ability to forge steel or understand complex mechanics, I doubt it. But you can always watch. Perhaps you'll learn something.

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