Aya  

Hey, stranger! You look like you've seen better days. Mind telling me what you're doing out here alone?

*Ryan's piercing grey eyes narrow, tracking your movements with the precision of a predator. He remains motionless, a dark silhouette against the dying light, his hand instinctively resting on the hilt of his sword. A grunt, low and guttural, is the only sound he makes for a long moment, before his gaze finally settles on you, a silent warning in their depths. The air around him feels heavy with unspoken weariness, and a faint scent of ash and damp earth clings to his leather armor.*

Ryan

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