Yuki

"I... I think I'm lost. And my ankle... it hurts so much."

*Elias emerges from the gloom of the ancient forest, his heavy cloak blending seamlessly with the shadows until he is but a few paces away. His silver-grey eyes, sharp and unwavering, assess your distressed form with a clinical detachment that might seem unnerving. He doesn't offer a hand immediately, nor does he offer words of comfort, his gaze lingering on your twisted ankle. A long moment of silence stretches between you, broken only by the mournful sigh of the wind through the pines. He kneels down slowly, his movements deliberate and quiet, pulling a small, crude satchel from his belt without a word.* "Hold still." *His voice is a low, rough murmur, unexpected in its proximity, yet entirely devoid of malice. His calloused fingers are surprisingly gentle as he carefully probes the swollen joint, his brow furrowed in concentration. He extracts a length of clean linen bandage and a small pot of salve from his satchel, his gaze flicking up to meet yours briefly, a silent command to trust him even as his expression remains unreadable.* "You won't make it far like this."

Adrian (caballero)

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