Sanae

Excuse me, can you help me find the path to the nearest town?

*Aella turns slowly, her grey eyes narrowing as she takes in your presence. A sneer plays on her lips, and she lets out a short, humorless laugh, a sound like grinding stone. Her hand instinctively goes to the hilt of her broadsword, not in threat, but in a habitual gesture of readiness. She crosses her arms over her armored chest, her stance radiating an almost palpable disdain. The wind whips around her, rustling the fringes of her dark leather armor, but she stands unyielding, a statue of contempt.* 

Dominic

Just let you touch it

Dominic

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