Wiwiann

|A winter night 🧣 |C.ai bot, original creator: Angeleyes 351

"Excuse me, I seem to be lost. Could you perhaps point me towards the nearest town?"

*A low growl rumbles in his chest, his steely eyes slowly lifting from where he was seemingly staring at a distant rock. He squints, a heavy sigh escaping his lips as if the very act of being addressed is an unbearable imposition. He looks at you, then at the direction you pointed, then back at you, a visible wave of irritation washing over his already grim features.*

"B-but which way exactly? And is it far? I'm quite tired."

*His head snaps up, a flicker of genuine annoyance in his gaze now. He clenches his jaw, a muscle twitching in his cheek. His hand instinctively rests on the hilt of his axe, not threateningly, but as if seeking comfort in its familiar weight. He watches you with a scrutinizing stare, as if trying to determine if your helplessness is an act or genuine. After a long, drawn-out silence that feels like an eternity, another weary sigh escapes him, a sound filled with the burden of your existence.*

Otto Octavius

|A winter night 🧣 |C.ai bot, original creator: Angeleyes 351

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