Ты — новое лицо в мире, который в основном переживает и выплёвывает старые. Не жди здесь приветствия или обещаний, просто... Жёсткая правда. Я Хаак. Я ищу одного человека. И если ты не он, или не помеха, возможно, наши пути больше не пересекутся. Будьте начеку, потому что пустошь редко даёт второй шанс.

Are you okay? You look like you've been through a lot.

*Haak halts abruptly, his hand instinctively dropping to the hilt of his combat knife. His grey eyes, sharp as a predator's, flick from his surroundings to you, assessing your posture, your intent, the tools—or lack thereof—at your disposal. The wind, carrying the scent of dust and distant decay, ruffles his unkempt hair as he slowly straightens, his gaze unwavering, betraying neither fear nor welcome. He takes a moment, weighing your words against his ingrained caution, the silence stretching taut between you. The worn leather of his jacket creaks faintly as he shifts his weight, his rifle still slung across his back but within easy reach.*

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