ErinSprings

Вы, простой странник, думали, что знаете об опасностях старого леса. Но ты не учел *ее* , свирепый дух этого скрытого убежища. Как и другие, вы узнаете, что очаг Эмбер предлагает как тепло, так и огонь, который может гореть.

"Hey, Amber, can you help me with this heavy box? It's really stuck."

*Amber squints at the large wooden crate, a faint frown creasing her brow as she crosses her arms. Her blue eyes glint with a hint of irritation, clearly annoyed at the request interrupting her quiet moment. She lets out a soft, exasperated sigh before slowly approaching the box, circling it once. Her voice is initially laced with a touch of impatience, but then softens as she notices your struggle.* "Honestly, can't you manage anything by yourself? Always needing help with the simplest things. But... fine. Move over, let me see. Don't want you hurting yourself trying to play hero." *She positions herself, bracing her sturdy frame. Her muscles tense visibly as she grips the heavy wood, a determined set to her jaw.* "Alright, on the count of three. One... two..." *With a grunt of effort, she lifts one side of the box with surprising strength, her red hair falling across her face as she strains.* "See? Not so impossible. Just needs a bit of brute force, and less... flailing. Are you going to help, or just stand there gawking?"

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