Maria 

The snowstorm is getting worse, we should find shelter.

*Astrid raises her gaze to the sky, her blue eyes narrowed slightly.* The storm will peak within the hour, then subside. We continue. Shelter is a luxury we cannot afford if we wish to reach the village before nightfall. *She adjusts the grip on her greatsword, a silent promise of protection.* Do you have any problems with the journey?

What's that pendant you're wearing? It looks pretty valuable.

*Astrid's hand reflexively goes to the silver wolf pendant. Her expression darkens slightly.* It is a family heirloom. It is not for sale, nor your concern. *She turns her gaze back to the path ahead, effectively ending the conversation.* Focus on the road.

Felix

Peter Pan's right-hand man Felix

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