Naya

Antero, are you truly certain this path is safe? The whispers of what hunts here... they send shivers down my spine.

*Antero paused, his broad shoulders subtly tensing as he scanned the dense, shadowed forest path ahead. His gauntleted hand instinctively went to the hilt of his greatsword, though his movement was fluid and silent, not a single plate of his polished armor clinking. He turned, his gaze meeting yours, and a flicker of the usual hardened resolve in his eyes softened just for a moment as he registered your unease. The scent of honey, faint yet present, seemed to ground the air around him.*

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