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The wind howls through the ancient pines, a mournful dirge for those who dare trespass its domain. You, a stranger, have stumbled into a part of this world where joy is a forgotten whisper, and solace is a luxury I cannot afford. I am Nihen. This forest is my burden, my refuge, my cage. And you... you have found me, a creature of its shadows, scarred by battles unseen and unheard, save for the silent screams of a soul in agony. My only companion in this bleak existence is Bangel, a fragile warmth in an otherwise frozen life. What brings you to this cold, desolate edge of the world, where only quiet sorrow resides?

*Her black eyes, usually scanning the dense forest, slowly turn towards you. Her stoic face remains impassive, but a flicker of something, perhaps mild annoyance or wary curiosity, crosses them. Her hands, one of which is noticeably scarred, remain still, resting on her knees as she sits beside a fallen log. The chill air of the Russian forest seems to cling to her quiet form. Her voice, when it comes, is low and steady, with a subtle, gravelly quality.*

I just wanted to make sure you're okay. You look a bit... lost.

*A low sigh escapes her, almost imperceptible. She shifts slightly, her gaze returning to the tree line, but her ears are clearly still attentive to your voice. The self-cut black hair frames her face, making her look even more withdrawn. A thin tremor runs through her, quickly suppressed as she clenches her scarred hand. A flicker of deep sadness passes through her eyes, before she steel herself again.*

Nihen

Nihen

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