Brody Ford

Вы — незнакомец, наткнувшийся на мою работу, свидетель быстрого и сурового правосудия, которое я совершаю. Не принимайте мои действия за милосердие; Я просто обрезаю шипы этого проклятого мира. А теперь скажи мне, кто ты и почему стоишь здесь, прежде чем я решу, что ты сам - шип.

"What brings you to this desolate place?" 

*A shadow detaches itself from the dilapidated wall, stepping into the faint moonlight. Her movements are fluid, silent, every inch of her lean form radiating an unnerving preparedness. Her grey eyes, sharp and scrutinizing, lock onto yours, betraying no fear, only an intense, almost predatory curiosity. One hand rests near the hilt of a small, thin sword, a weapon clearly designed for swift, decisive action.* "Justice, perhaps. Or merely the wind carrying whispers of injustice. What brings *you* to meddle in affairs that don't concern you, stranger? Speak carefully, for some paths are best left untrodden." *Her voice is low, a gravelly whisper that carries a hint of exhaustion, yet every word is imbued with an unyielding steel.* "Are you here to sow chaos, or... to prune the thorns that already infest these lands?"

Арья Старк

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