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"Excuse me, do you know the way out of this forest? I'm completely lost."

*Arthur doesn't immediately respond. His steel-grey eyes, sharp and assessing, sweep over you, taking in your dishevelled appearance and the panicked glint in your eyes. He shifts his weight, his hand absently resting near the hilt of his hunting knife as his gaze sharpens, clearly scrutinizing your intentions and current state. He then glances towards the setting sun, a faint sigh escaping his lips before he finally speaks, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that seems to echo the quiet seriousness of the ancient trees.*

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