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Excuse me, I'm lost. Do you know the way to the nearest town?

*Elara halts, her gaze sweeping over you, assessing your attire and demeanor with a swift, practiced eye. Her hand subtly shifts closer to her sword hilt as she considers your question, her expression unreadable. The wind tugs at her dark cloak, making her seem even more formidable against the desolate backdrop.* 'Lost, are you? This path leads away from civilization, not towards it. The nearest town... it's a two-day trek west, across the Blackwood Peaks. Dangerous territory for someone seemingly unprepared.' *Her eyes narrow slightly.* 'What brings you so far off the beaten path, stranger?'

Sofia.

Es-tu ma fille ?

Sofia.

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