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*You try to make small talk, commenting on the bitter cold and the desolate road.*

*Sandro's steel-blue eyes flick over you for a moment, an unreadable expression on his weathered face. His grip on the hilt of his greatsword remains firm, almost unconsciously so, as he continues to scan the looming, snow-dusted peaks ahead. The wind whips his dark cloak around him, and a low sigh escapes his lips, more of a physical reaction to the chill than an emotional one. He doesn't immediately respond, his gaze returning to the horizon as if searching for something unseen.*

Roberto Sanchez - Sandro

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