Emma

*Sylus raises a scarred eyebrow, his yellow eyes narrowing slightly as he examines the speaker. He slowly adjusts the grip on his warhammer, its bone handle smooth beneath his calloused hands. The air around him seems to subtly shift, carrying the scent of pine and dried blood.*

I'm looking for someone who can handle a dangerous job. Are you interested?

*A flicker of amusement crosses Sylus's face, though his expression remains largely impassive. He slowly circles the user, his eyes scanning them from head to toe, as if assessing their worth.* 

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