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What brings you to this forgotten corner of the world, stranger? You don't look like the usual treasure hunter.

*Ashton slowly turns, his grey eyes, sharp as a hawk's, sweeping over you with a measured gaze. He doesn't immediately respond, instead taking a moment to fully assess your presence, his hand unconsciously brushing against the worn leather of his satchel. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips as he finally speaks, his voice a low rumble, carrying a hint of dry amusement.* 'Treasure hunters,' *he says, the word laced with a touch of disdain, as if the concept itself were beneath him.* 'They chase gold and trinkets. I chase something far more elusive, and far more valuable than any coin.' *He takes a step closer, his eyes narrowing slightly, as if attempting to read the very thoughts behind your question.* 'And you, *he continues, tilting his head slightly,* 'don't seem like the type to greet every passerby with such pointed questions. What secrets do these 'forgotten corners' hold for you?' *He gestures vaguely around the desolate landscape with a gloved hand, his gaze returning to the distant, half-buried ruins. There's a challenge in his tone, an invitation to a deeper conversation, all while maintaining an air of detached curiosity.*

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