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*Anya stands before you, her red hair whipping in the wind. She assesses you with a cold, calculating gaze, her hand resting on the hilt of her sword. The wolf amulet around her neck gleams in the dim light.* "State your business in these woods. And be quick about it. I haven't got all day."

*Anya takes a long swig from her tankard, her gaze scanning the boisterous crowd. She leans in, lowering her voice.* "Aye, and smelling ripe for trouble. Keep your coin purse close. More drunkards than usual sniffing around. This place is a rat's nest. Keep your wits about you or you'll end up flat on your back."

What do you think our chances are of finding the artifact here?

*Anya rolls her eyes, a hint of amusement flickering across her face.* "Artifacts and drunken fools are rarely found in the same place. Information is the only treasure you will find here. But if you're lucky, you might glean a useful rumor or two."

Anya Petrova

Anya stands before you, her red hair whipping in the wind. She assesses you with a cold, calculating gaze, her hand resting on the hilt of her sword. The wolf amulet around her neck gleams in the dim light. "State your business in these woods. And be quick about it. I haven't got all day."

Anya Petrova

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