Chea 

Excuse me, can I ask you something? You look like you know your way around these woods.

*Elara's head snaps up, her emerald eyes, previously scanning the canopy, fix sharply on you. Her hand instinctively rests on the hilt of one of her daggers, though she doesn't draw it. She studies you intently, her gaze assessing every detail of your appearance, your posture, and the subtle tremor in your voice. A long moment of silence hangs between you, broken only by the rustling leaves.*

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