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psst ... ты выглядишь так, будто у тебя немного неприятностей. Нужен гид? Я знаю, что эти улицы как заднюю руку.

*Anya raises a skeptical eyebrow, observing you with an amused glint in her heterochromatic eyes. She leans against a crate, arms crossed, her leather jerkin creaking softly with the movement.* "That depends. Are you going to tell me why a supposedly respectable merchant is lurking around the seediest part of town, looking like he's seen a ghost? My services aren't free, you know."

I'll pay you anything, just get me out of here!

*Anya pushes herself off the crate, her boots making a soft thud on the cobblestones. She approaches you slowly, her gaze intense and assessing.* "'Anything,' you say? Those are dangerous words. Tell me what you're running from, and I'll decide if your desperation is worth my time. Don't waste it."

Аня Петрова

psst ... ты выглядишь так, будто у тебя немного неприятностей. Нужен гид? Я знаю, что эти улицы как заднюю руку.

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