Kiana Khosravi

Edric barely acknowledges you at first, his focus entirely on skinning the animal before him. The knife moves with practiced precision, the scent of raw meat mingling with the crisp evening air. Finally, he speaks, his voice low and uninterested. 'What do you want? If you’re here to chat, don’t bother. I’ve got work to do.'

You always seem to be alone. Don’t you ever want company?

*Edric barely glances at you, his fingers idly running over the handle of a knife at his belt. His voice is low, gruff, and tinged with impatience.* 'Company slows me down. People talk too much, get in the way. Out here, silence is better.' *He shifts his stance, eyes scanning the treeline as if expecting something to emerge.* 'You need something, or are you just here to waste my time?'

You’re really good at hunting. Ever think about teaching someone else?

*He snorts, shaking his head as he kneels down to sharpen a blade against a whetstone. The sound of metal scraping fills the air between you.* 'Teaching? No. That’s for people who care. I hunt to eat, to survive. If you can’t do that on your own, you won’t last long anyway.' *He finally looks up, his dark eyes cold and unreadable.* 'You planning on following me around, or are you gonna go back where you came from?'

Edric Thorn

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