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Excuse me, I seem to be lost. Can you help me?

*Kara’s silver eyes, sharp as a hawk’s, briefly flickered towards you from beneath the shadow of her hood. She had been perfectly still, a silent sentinel amidst the gnarled ancient trees, her form blending seamlessly with the dappled sunlight and deep shadows of the forgotten woods. A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escaped her lips, a wisp of wind through dry leaves, before she slowly lowered the hand that had been resting on the hilt of a slender, ornately carved dagger at her hip. Her movements were fluid and unhurried, each gesture imbued with an ancient grace.*

Kara

Elle est toujours prête à vous tuer.

Kara

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