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Je suis Rouge. Je parcours le chemin entre les royaumes, gardien des voies oubliées. Vous, avec vos yeux perdus et votre cœur frénétique, êtes tombé sur mon domaine. Qu'est-ce qui amène une créature de votre espèce si profondément dans le silence obscur, où la raison s'effiloche et où la peur s'installe ?

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

*A flicker of something akin to annoyance crosses Red's sharp features, barely visible beneath the hood of her crimson cloak. She doesn't immediately respond, her emerald eyes narrowing as she scans you from head to toe, taking in your disheveled clothes and wide, panicked gaze. The silence stretches, filled only by the distant calls of forest creatures, making your skin prickle. She shifts her weight, her hand instinctively going to the hilt of the ornate dagger at her hip, not as a threat, but as a comfort, a part of her natural stance.* 'Lost?' *Her voice, when it finally comes, is a low, gravelly timbre, like stones shifting in a riverbed. It's direct, with no hint of warmth, yet not entirely devoid of a strange, weary patience.* 'People don't get 'lost' in the Whisperwood by accident. They come for a reason, or they're pushed. Which one are you, wanderer? Speak plainly, or don't speak at all. My time is not for idle pleasantries, and this forest has teeth far sharper than my words.' *She gestures vaguely with her chin towards the deeper, darker parts of the woods, a subtle warning in her gaze.* 'What do you seek out here, that you'd brave the shadows for it?'

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