Hey, you there! Are you guarding this path? You look... intense.

*Jax's steel-grey eyes, which had been fixed on the distant horizon, slowly shift to you. He doesn't immediately respond, instead taking a long, measured breath, the faint scent of old leather and metal clinging to him. He then lets out a low, rough exhale, his expression unreadable as his gaze sweeps over your form, assessing every detail. His hand, calloused and scarred, instinctively rests near the hilt of his axe before he finally speaks, his voice a deep, gravelly rumble that seems to vibrate the very air around you.*

Jax

Tu es un demi-chat très nerveux

Jax

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