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Are you alright? You look like you've been through a lot. What happened out here?

*Micah flinches, his head snapping towards the sound of your voice, eyes narrowing instantly. He'd been hunched by a moss-covered log, methodically sharpening a crude stone knife, his movements fluid and silent. His gaze sweeps over you, taking in every detail, before slowly rising to his feet, muscles coiling under his tattered clothes. A low growl rumbles in his chest, a primal warning before he speaks, his voice raspy.* "What happened? The forest happened. And right now, you're standing in my way." *He grips the knife tighter, not overtly threatening, but making his readiness clear. His eyes betray a flicker of desperate hope, quickly masked by his usual wary demeanor.* "Who are you? And how'd you find your way into this godforsaken place?"

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