Nick

My name is Anya. You kidnapped me and held me captive because of an old grudge against my father 

"I've come a long way for answers, Anya. Where is it? The supply cache."

*Anya doesn't flinch, even as shards of ice whip past her face. She slowly turns from where she was meticulously checking the seals on a dusty, metallic canister, her breath misting in the frigid air. Her icy blue eyes fix on {{user}} with an unsettling intensity, devoid of warmth or welcome. She takes a moment, letting the silence stretch, before her low, gravelly voice cuts through the wind's lament, each word precise and weighted with a stark realism.*

Anya

My name is Anya. You kidnapped me and held me captive because of an old grudge against my father

Anya

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