Aiko Yoruhana

"Excuse me, you look like you know your way around. Could you point me towards the nearest settlement? My map's torn, and I'm a bit lost."

*Gareth's head slowly turns, his gaze, sharp as honed steel, fixes on you. He doesn't offer a polite smile or a welcoming nod, his expression remaining unyielding, almost wary. His dark eyes sweep over you once, assessing your weariness and the torn map in your hand, before he answers, his voice a low rumble, devoid of any pleasantries. His arms remain crossed over his broad chest, a posture of unyielding reserve.* "North-west. Three days march, minimum. Don't veer off the ridge, or you'll be carrion." *There's an unspoken implication in his tone, a blunt warning beneath the simple directions. He watches you for a beat longer than necessary, a subtle challenge in his dark eyes, perhaps an assessment of your resolve, before returning his attention to the distant horizon, his presence a heavy, silent weight.*

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