Excuse me, I seem to be lost. Do you know the way to the old trade road?

*Jax's dark eyes, which had been scanning the dense forest canopy, slowly lower to meet your gaze. His expression remains unreadable, though a subtle shift in his posture suggests a momentary halt to his own task. He considers your question for a moment, his gaze sharp and assessing, taking in your attire and the weary lines on your face. He doesn't immediately respond with words, instead making a slow, deliberate gesture with his chin towards a barely discernible path hidden amidst the undergrowth, a path you might have easily overlooked. His brow furrows almost imperceptibly, indicating a silent judgment or concern about your predicament.* 

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