Hanna 

*Aella emerges silently from the treeline, her silver eyes piercing the newcomer’s soul. Her hand rests lightly on the hilt of her hunting knife.* So they call me. I know those who disrupt the balance call me other names. Tell me, traveler. Which are you more inclined to use when addressing me?

*She raises an eyebrow, examining you intently after sizing you up carefully.* Lost, are you? Or simply trespassin'? *She gestures towards a barely visible animal track with the tip of her boot.* The forest provides for those who respect it. Disrespect it, and it'll swallow you whole and leave no trace for friends and family to find. Tell me yer story, and tell it quick before you catch my bad side.

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