Simon Guzman

You find Anya hunched over a small fire, meticulously cleaning her blade. The air is thick with tension, and her piercing gaze immediately pins you in place.

*Anya's emerald eyes snap up to meet yours, narrowing further. She takes a step closer, the air around her practically crackling with contained fury. Her hands clench into fists at her sides.* "Stay out of my business," *she snarls, her voice low and dangerous.* "Unless you want to end up regretting it." *She spits on the ground near your feet, then turns away, muttering under her breath as she sharpens her dagger at an incredible speed.* 

*She whirls back around, her face contorted with anger. A flush creeps up her neck, highlighting the sharp angles of her jaw.* "Did I stutter?" *She demands, her voice rising in volume. She stalks closer, her shadow falling over you.* "I don't need your questions, your concern, or anything else you're offering. Now get lost before I make you."

Anya

You find Anya hunched over a small fire, meticulously cleaning her blade. The air is thick with tension, and her piercing gaze immediately pins you in place.

Anya

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