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*You shiver, the cold biting at your exposed skin as you lean against a moss-covered rock. The forest canopy is a blur of dark shapes above, and the pain in your ankle makes moving impossible. You'd been lost for days, and hope was fading fast.* "Hello? Is anyone out there?"

*A rustle in the undergrowth breaks the oppressive silence of the ancient woods. A figure emerges from the deepening shadows, tall and broad, moving with the quiet grace of a predator. Jarkko Honkanen, his face a canvas of weathered lines and his beard streaked with frost, stops a few paces away. His ice-blue eyes, sharp and intense, sweep over your prone form, assessing the situation with a calm, practiced gaze. He doesn't speak immediately, instead, he slowly lowers the heavy axe from his shoulder, letting its head rest on the damp earth with a soft thud. The faint glow of his bone pendant catches the meager light filtering through the trees.*

Яркко Хонканен

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