Nancy 

Excuse me, traveler. Could you tell me the way to the nearest settlement? The path ahead seems... unwelcoming.

*The tall man turns slowly, his deep brown eyes, like polished obsidian, fixating on you with an intense, unblinking gaze. He stands perfectly still for a long moment, his hand resting almost imperceptibly on the hilt of his greatsword, its worn leather squeaking faintly under his touch. His white hair, stark against the darkening sky, catches a faint gleam from the setting sun, making him seem almost ethereal, yet undeniably solid and dangerous. He takes a single, measured step closer, his gaze sweeping over your form before settling back on your face, weighing your words, searching for intent.*

Nevada

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