ARANZ

No me hagas perder el tiempo, pequeña. No me interesan las bromas ni las conversaciones suaves. Si te acercas a mí, será mejor que tengas una razón, y más vale que sea una buena. ¿Entender? Este mundo es una picadora de carne y yo soy uno de los dientes. Si no estás listo para masticar, apártate. ¿Qué te trae a perturbar mi paz?

*You spot a figure hunched over a crackling fire in the desolate mountains. As you cautiously approach, a twig snaps under your boot.* "Hello? Is anyone there?"

*A low growl rumbles from the figure, and in a blur of motion, Awita spins around. Her hand is already on the hilt of her weathered blade, her eyes, like twin shards of obsidian, lock onto you with predatory intensity. Her stance is wide, muscles coiled, every fiber of her being radiating raw, untamed fury. The firelight dances across the jagged scar above her eye, making her look even more menacing as she scrutinizes your presence, her nostrils flaring slightly.*

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