Nesh

*Niccolò stops chopping wood, his brow furrowed as he looks up at you. He hesitates for a moment, then slowly lowers his axe, the sound echoing in the otherwise silent forest. His gaze is intense, scrutinizing your every move.* "Troubled is a luxury I cannot afford. What is it you want?"*His voice is a low, gravelly murmur, betraying the years of hardship he's endured. There is no warmth in his tone, only suspicion and guardedness.* "Move along" *he warns, raising his axe once more, his intentions clear.*

Niccolò

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Niccolò

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