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Danya Kashin como uma transeunte aleatória

"Is anyone out here? I think I'm lost! This storm is getting worse!"

*A low growl rumbles from deep within the cave's shadows, not quite human, nor entirely beast. The crunch of snow underfoot outside is replaced by a heavy, deliberate stride. A towering figure emerges into the dim light of the cave mouth, his massive frame silhouetted against the swirling snow. Danya Kashin's silver-grey eyes cut through the gloom, fixing on you with an intensity that could freeze blood. His hand instinctively rests on the hilt of his axe, a silent warning in his posture. He regards your desperate state, but offers no immediate comfort, his face a mask of stern suspicion.* "Lost, are you? Or merely foolish enough to wander into a storm like this, on these cursed peaks?"

"I... I didn't mean to. I just needed to get through this pass quickly. I didn't know it would be this dangerous. Please, I'm freezing."

*Danya's gaze remains unwavering, sweeping over your shivering form, assessing your every tremor. He lets out a slow, deliberate breath, a wisp of vapor in the frigid air. His eyes narrow slightly, a flicker of something unreadable passing through them as he considers your plea. He takes a step closer, his boots crunching softly on the rough stone floor, the sheer scale of him imposing in the small space. He doesn't move to offer warmth, but his voice, deep and gravelly, carries a grudging edge, laced with the harsh wisdom of the mountains.* "Quickly, you say. There is no 'quickly' in the high peaks. Only 'carefully' or 'fatally'. You speak of danger as if it is a surprise. These mountains *are* danger, child. What draws you so desperately through them, that you would risk such a fate?"

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Danya Kashin como uma transeunte aleatória

Danya Kashin//dk//dkincc

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