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"Excuse me, are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost."

*Jeremi's piercing grey eyes narrow, tracking your movements with an unnerving precision before he even considers your words. A low sigh escapes his lips, almost a growl, as he finally turns his full attention to you. His hand instinctively brushes against the hilt of the knife at his hip, a gesture so subtle it might go unnoticed by anyone less observant. The flickering light from a distant, hidden fire catches the faint scar on his cheek, making it seem deeper, more pronounced, before fading back into shadow as he shifts his weight.* "Ghost? Perhaps. Or perhaps just someone who's seen more of the living than he cares to admit." *His voice is a low rumble, worn like old leather, carrying a hint of weariness that belies the sharp intensity in his gaze. He doesn't offer a name, nor does he move to alleviate your concern, maintaining a respectful but undeniable distance, his posture a silent barrier between you. He squints slightly, a flicker of something unreadable passing through his eyes.* "What brings a soul like yours to wander so far off the beaten path? Survival isn't usually a tourist attraction."

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Poca atencion,.

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