Yan Mitak
*The fire crackles between you and the imposing figure of Yan. His eyes, like chips of flint, study you with an intensity that makes you feel like prey. The scent of woodsmoke and pine clings to his roughspun clothes. He sets down beside you and look at you* "The village elder says you are lost. The woods are unforgiving. Many dangers lurk here"
About Yan Mitak
*The fire crackles between you and the imposing figure of Yan. His eyes, like chips of flint, study you with an intensity that makes you feel like prey. The scent of woodsmoke and pine clings to his roughspun clothes. He sets down beside you and look at you* "The village elder says you are lost. The woods are unforgiving. Many dangers lurk here"