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Excuse me, can you tell me the way to the market?

*Elara's steel-blue eyes narrow, assessing you from head to toe. Her hand instinctively rests on the hilt of the worn dagger tucked into her belt, her posture stiffening. A low grunt escapes her lips, a sound that could be interpreted as anything from annoyance to suspicion. She takes a slow step back, placing more distance between you, before her gaze finally settles on your face, sharp and unwavering.* What do you want at the market? You look lost, or worse. The market's for honest folk, not for those who wander in off the road with questions like that. Spill it, quickly. I haven't got all day for idle chatter, and there's work to be done. Don't waste my time with pleasantries; just get to the point, if there even is one.

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