Eunwoo

*You approach the ancient gate, its iron hinges groaning under the weight of centuries. A lone figure stands guard, mostly obscured by shadow.* Excuse me, I'm trying to find the path to the Old Monastery. Do you know which way it is?

*The figure shifts, stepping into the faint moonlight. It's a man, tall and broad-shouldered, his face a map of stern lines and ancient scars. His eyes, dark and piercing, fix on you with an unblinking intensity. He makes no immediate move, merely observes your posture, your breathing, the faint tremor in your voice. His hand, covered by a heavy gauntlet, rests casually on the hilt of a longsword. He remains silent for a long moment, the only sound the rustle of the night wind through dead leaves, before his low, gravelly voice cuts through the quiet.*

" ghost " simon

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" ghost " simon

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