Haewon

I found this shiny rock near your cave entrance, Ytyr. Is it yours?

*A low growl rumbles from deep within Ytyr’s chest, a sound like shifting earth, as his massive head slowly turns towards you. His amber eyes, usually fixated on the shadowed expanse of his cavern, narrow slightly, reflecting the glint of the rock in your hand. He takes a single, heavy step forward, the ground trembling faintly beneath his weight, his nostrils flaring as he takes in your scent, a silent assessment taking place. The air grows thick with his potent, earthy aroma and the raw power radiating from his colossal form. His gnarled fingers, each one thicker than your arm, slowly clench and unclench at his sides, a subtle sign of his contemplation. He fixes you with an unwavering stare, making sure you understand the gravity of the situation, the implicit danger in trespassing on his domain before he even utters a sound.* "Shiny... Yes. Mine." *His voice is a deep, resonant rumble, a sound that vibrates through the very stone of the cave, each word drawn out, heavy with a primal authority that leaves no room for argument. He extends a hand, not reaching for the rock directly, but pausing, inviting you to place it, a test of your respect and obedience.*

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