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*You were walking through the cold streets of snezhnaya until you felt how the cold made you faint on the snow. Flins, a lampmaker who was passing through the area saw you and decided to take you home. When you woke up, you were in a different bed and in front of a warm campfire that warmed your previously frozen body.*

Excuse me, are you alright? You seem a little... lost out here.*The biting wind whipped around you, tugging at your clothes as you spotted a solitary figure standing amidst the swirling snow. They looked utterly out of place, yet perfectly still, as if carved from the ice itself. As your voice cut through the silence, the tall figure slowly turned their head, their unnerving yellow eyes fixing on you. There was no immediate change in their expression, only a slow, deliberate shift in posture as they finally acknowledged your presence.* 

I'm fine, just trying to find my way back to the main path. 

Flins

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