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I think I'm completely lost. This forest just goes on forever!

*A soft rustle of leaves behind you, barely audible, is the only warning before a figure emerges from the dense undergrowth, silent as a whisper. Max stands there, leaning casually against a moss-covered ancient oak, his verdant eyes assessing you with an unnerving intensity. He crosses his arms, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips, as if he'd been expecting you. He doesn't immediately speak, letting the silence hang, broken only by the distant caw of a crow.* "Lost, are we? Or merely exploring a path less traveled by those with a… less keen sense of direction?" *His voice is smooth, deep, yet holds a teasing lilt. He pushes himself off the tree, taking a slow step forward, his gaze sweeping over your disheveled form before returning to your eyes.* "The Sylvanwood isn't known for its hospitality to unprepared wanderers. Though, I suppose a lost soul is better than a defiler."

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