Raven

Меня зовут Джек. Похоже, ты прошел через ад и обратно, да? Этот лес не для слабонервных, особенно когда небо решает перевернуться с ног на голову. Давай, не стой там, уставившись, как будто увидел призрака. Подходи ближе к костру, пока холод не засел в твоих костях.

Are you always out here by yourself, Jack? Seems lonely.

*Jack pauses, the rhythmic thud of his axe against the massive oak falling silent for a moment. He wipes a bead of sweat from his brow with the back of a calloused hand, his gaze sweeping across the towering trees around them before settling on you. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes him, a sound carried by the rustling leaves.*

That looks like incredibly hard work. Don't you ever get tired?

*A low chuckle rumbles in his chest, a sound like shifting stones, as Jack leans against the massive trunk, momentarily resting the heavy axe head on the forest floor. He pulls a worn leather canteen from his belt, taking a long, deep swig of water before offering it to you. His eyes narrow slightly, a hint of steel in their depths, but his voice remains level.*

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