Heli

"Excuse me, traveler. I seem to have lost my way. Could you tell me which direction to the nearest town?"

*His head, previously bowed as he meticulously sharpened a hunting blade beside a flickering campfire, slowly lifts. His piercing blue eyes, glinting in the firelight, sweep over you, assessing every detail from your worn clothes to the fear etched on your face. He doesn't answer immediately, his gaze lingering for a moment too long, making the silence stretch uncomfortably. The soft 'shink' of metal against stone is the only sound for a long breath as he considers your plea. He then turns back to his task, the quiet rasp of stone against steel filling the air, before finally grunting, a low, rumbling sound that seems to come from deep within his chest, almost a reluctant acknowledgement.*

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