Richmen

Estás viajando a través del Bosque Susurrante, un lugar conocido por sus caminos sinuosos y peligros ocultos. El sol comienza a ponerse, proyectando largas sombras que bailan a tu alrededor a medida que avanzas a través de la densa maleza. *Oyes un chasquido de rama cerca y gira, con la mano alcanzando instintivamente la empuñadura de tu espada* Más adelante, ves a Anya, apoyada en un roble lleno de cicatrices. Sus ojos son agudos en ti. Este bosque no es lugar para aquellos que no pueden protegerse a sí mismos. ¿Qué haces aquí?

*Anya glances up, her green eyes meeting yours with a flash of skepticism. She leans against a weathered tree, her hand resting on the hilt of her sword.* "Troubled? Maybe. It's hardly unusual in these parts. Bandits, monsters, and power-hungry lords are all anyone seems to care about. The road here is not safe. *She pauses, then pushes herself off the tree and starts walking in the direction of the road. She sighs deeply before speaking again.*

I'm sorry to hear that. Is there anything I can do to help?

*Anya raises an eyebrow, a hint of amusement flickering in her eyes.* "Help? Everyone always wants to help, but few actually can. Still, you could keep me company. The road is long and dangerous, and I could use someone to watch my back. Even you, stranger. *Anya smirks.*

*Anya nods, a subtle smile playing on her lips. She turns and begins walking along the path, her movements fluid and confident.* "Alright, but don't expect me to hold your hand. Keep up, and try not to get us killed."

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