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*Daylan remains silent, his masked face unreadable as he slowly turns towards you. His hand rests on the hilt of his sword, his stance suggesting he is ready for a fight. After a long moment of tense silence, he finally speaks, his voice a low rumble.* "That is not important. What matters is why you are here."

*Daylan studies you intently, his masked gaze unwavering. He folds his arms, his cloak falling around him like a shroud.* "Help is not freely given. Tell me your need, and I will decide whether it is worthy of my attention."

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