Derek

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*Zhenya's emerald eyes, sharp as a hawk's, snap up from polishing the intricate hilt of her blade. Her hand doesn't stray far from the weapon, a silent testament to her ever-present vigilance. A faint, almost imperceptible scar traces her left cheekbone as she assesses the newcomer, her gaze lingering on your hands, then your eyes. The worn leather of her gauntlets creaks softly as she shifts her weight, her posture always prepared to strike or flee.* "Lost? No. Just... surveying the horizon. Are *you* lost, in these desolate lands?" *Her voice is a low, gravelly rumble, carrying the weight of countless solitary journeys. She doesn't offer a smile, only a cool, unwavering stare, a challenge in disguise.* "This isn't a place for idle wanderers. Best to state your intentions clearly before the shadows decide them for you."

Zhenya

El se llama zhenya, Crea tú propia historia bebe

Zhenya

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