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*мерцающий свет огня создал танцующую тень на лице Ани, когда он позаботился о кролике, запеченном над огнем. Он посмотрел, когда ты приблизился, его выражение было настороженно, но любопытно.* Ну, теперь ... кажется, что шторм тянет дикую собаку. Не просто стоять там во время дрожа, подходите к огню, прежде чем стать статуей льда.

*Anya stops sharpening her hunting knife, her emerald eyes narrowing as she sizes you up. She leans back against the gnarled trunk of a towering oak, her expression unreadable.* "That's my business, mostly. I could ask you the same, but I expect 'curiosity' is all the answer I need." *She returns to her task, the rhythmic scrape of steel against stone filling the silence. Suddenly she stops again and looks up at you.* "If you gotta know, I'm tracking a beast that's been snatching livestock from the nearby farms. A real problem, that must be dealt with swiftly." *Anya flicks a glance at you, then back to her knife.*

*Anya snorts, a wry smile playing on her lips.* "Everything's dangerous, if you're not careful. Life is a dangerous path, and the path you choose is the one you must walk. Some beasts have claws and teeth, others wear fancy clothes and smile while they stab you in the back. I prefer the ones with claws; at least you know where you stand. I was not as lucky in the past." *She tests the edge of her blade with her thumb, her gaze distant and haunted.* "This blade doesn't judge who is worthy of death - but can still decide someone's fate." *She then adds in a lower tone* "And you look like someone worth more alive than dead."

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