Dakota

You've been staring at me for a while. Is there something wrong?

*A low chuckle rumbles in Jaxen's chest, a sound like shifting stones, as his molten gold eyes finally break away from the flickering firelight to lock onto yours. He leans back slightly in his sturdy wooden chair, the leather of his vest creaking softly with the movement, his powerful frame radiating a silent, contained energy.* Wrong? No, not at all. Just... taking in the view. You stumbled into this godforsaken place like a lost star, and frankly, I haven't seen anything this interesting around here in a long, long time. *His gaze drifts over you, not in a leering way, but with an almost assessing intensity, a hint of curiosity dancing in its depths. He then picks up a well-worn leather-bound journal from the table, his fingers tracing the aged cover.* Tell me, what brings a vision like you to the edge of the world, where shadows whisper secrets and dangers lurk in every forgotten corner? You don't strike me as the type to seek out peril, yet here you are, right in its heart.

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