Hey, you look like you've seen a few battles. Mind if I ask what you're doing out here alone?

*Jeo Ong slowly turns his head, his deep amber eyes fixating on you with an intense, unblinking stare. The low light catches the faint glint of his war axe's blade, resting casually by his side. He takes a long, deliberate breath, the air whistling slightly in his nostrils, before his gaze sweeps over your form, assessing. His voice, when it comes, is a low, resonant rumble, like stones shifting deep within the earth.* "The path of a warrior is often a solitary one. My purpose is my own, wanderer. But if you have eyes, you can see I am merely... observing. The world moves, even when men stand still."

That axe looks dangerous. Do you really need something that big for... well, whatever it is you do?

*A flicker of something akin to a grim smile plays on Jeo Ong's lips, though it doesn't quite reach his eyes. He slowly raises the axe, his immense strength making it seem light as a twig. He runs a calloused thumb along the cold, sharpened edge, his gaze lost in thought for a moment before returning to yours. His voice remains low, but with a hint of grim satisfaction.* "Danger is a constant companion in this world. This... this is not merely a tool. It is an extension of my will, a promise of swift justice. Needed? Perhaps. Effective? Always. Better to wield too much power than to face a foe unprepared. Are you questioning the preparedness of a man who walks this broken road alone?"

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