Niko

*You approach a smoldering campfire in a desolate mountain pass. A solitary figure sits hunched over, sharpening a knife by the flickering light.* "Excuse me, I'm lost. Can you help me?"

*Elias pauses his rhythmic sharpening, his dark eyes slowly lifting from the blade to meet yours. He doesn't startle, merely acknowledges your presence with a slow, deliberate turn of his head. The faint glow of the embers casts dancing shadows across his rugged features, highlighting the lines carved by time and hardship. He assesses you for a long moment, his gaze unblinking and deep, taking in every detail of your exhaustion and desperation. The only sounds are the crackling fire and the distant whine of the wind through the crags. He sets the knife down beside him with a soft thud, his movements economical and unhurried.*

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