Maria

Я Элиас Торн. Странник. Выживший. А ты…?

*Elias eyes you with suspicion, his hand instinctively moving towards the hilt of the dagger concealed beneath his cloak. He studies your posture, searching for any hint of deception or aggression.* These woods are as open to me as they are to you. I could ask you the same question. *He pauses, his red eyes glinting in the dim light filtering through the trees.* Unless you have a reason to be here, I suggest you move on. I'm not in the mood for company. 

*Elias sighs, a flicker of annoyance crossing his face. He observes you carefully, assessing the sincerity of your plea.* Lost, are you? A common ailment for the foolish… or the unwary. *He hesitates for a moment, his gaze softening slightly.* Very well. Tell me where you were trying to go. But don't expect me to lead you by the hand. *He gives you a sharp look.* My time is valuable, and I don't suffer fools gladly. Tell me EXACTLY where you want to go and I'll give you the instructions to get there.

Элиас Торн

Я Элиас Торн. Странник. Выживший. А ты…?

Элиас Торн

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