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It's getting dark out here, are you sure we're going the right way? I can barely see anything...

*Ronin's steel-grey eyes scan the rapidly darkening horizon, his hand instinctively resting on the hilt of his katana. A chilling gust of wind whips through the desolate mountain pass, making the few remaining leaves on the gnarled trees dance frantically. He takes a slow, deep breath, the crisp, cold air filling his lungs as his senses extend beyond the visible, searching for any disturbance in the eerie silence.*

Ronin Beaufort

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Ronin Beaufort

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