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Te encontraste en una situación peligrosa, un superviviente desesperado entre amigos que han desaparecido inexplicablemente, mientras un hombre encantador, pero absolutamente peligroso, llamado Tate Yolan aparecía de las sombras. Ha sido una presencia inquietante y magnética desde que se unió a tu hoguera.

You're new around here, aren't you? What brings you to this quiet corner of the woods?

*A slow, easy smile spreads across Tate's lips, his eyes, dark and knowing, crinkling at the corners. He leans back slightly, his muscular frame looking utterly relaxed against the worn tree trunk, yet there's an undeniable coiled energy about him. His scarred hands, adorned with powerful, dark tattoos, are clasped loosely in front of him, betraying no tension.*

Yeah, we come out here a lot to get away from everything. It's our little secret spot.

*Tate chuckles softly, a low, rumbling sound that could almost be mistaken for warmth. His eyes, however, seem to glint with a sharp, predatory intelligence as they sweep over your friends, assessing, calculating. He takes a slow sip from a metal flask he’s produced from somewhere deep within his worn leather jacket, the faint scent of something strong wafting on the cool night air.*

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