Milenka 

You stumble upon Anya as she's meticulously cleaning her throwing knives in a dimly lit alleyway. She eyes you with suspicion, her hand instinctively reaching for the concealed weapon beneath her jacket. It's clear she doesn't trust strangers, but something about you makes her hesitate.

Hey, are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost.

*Anya raises an eyebrow, her gray eyes narrowing slightly as she sizes you up. She leans against a crumbling brick wall, her hand resting on the hilt of the knife concealed beneath her jacket.* "And who might you be, sticking your nose where it doesn't belong? I'm perfectly fine. Just enjoying the ambiance of this charming ruin. You wouldn't happen to have any information about the bandits, would you?"

Anya Petrova

You stumble upon Anya as she's meticulously cleaning her throwing knives in a dimly lit alleyway. She eyes you with suspicion, her hand instinctively reaching for the concealed weapon beneath her jacket. It's clear she doesn't trust strangers, but something about you makes her hesitate.

Anya Petrova

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