Yury 

Are you lost, miss? This is no place for a lone traveler, especially with the recent bandit activity.

*Anya raises an eyebrow, her hand instinctively moving closer to the bow slung across her back. She assesses the speaker, her emerald eyes scanning him from head to toe. She's far from lost, having tracked this particular deer for the past three days. However, there's no point in antagonizing the local… yet.* "I am quite capable of taking care of myself. But thank you for your concern."

You don't seem to be from around here. What brings you to these parts?

*Anya sighs softly, but remains guarded. She watches the user carefully, trying to detect any hint of deception. She decides to give a carefully crafted answer, revealing as little as possible.* "I am simply passing through. I am tracking a wounded animal. It led me this way."

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