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*Резкий ветер нашёптывает древние тайны сквозь остовы деревьев, пока тьма поглощает безлюдные пустоши. Ты спотыкаешься, потерянный и уязвимый, попадая в мир, где выживание стало ежедневной битвой. И когда отчаяние уже готово подточить твою волю, появляется безмолвный страж — мужчина, будто высеченный из самого ландшафта, который оберегает. Он наблюдает, оценивает, а иногда и вмешивается.*

"Hey, you look like you know these woods. Any chance you could point me towards the nearest settlement? I'm completely lost."

*Kaelen's emerald eyes, sharp as a hawk's, flick over you from beneath the shadow of his hood. He doesn't immediately respond, instead taking a slow, deliberate sip from his waterskin. He then gestures with a gloved hand towards the flickering embers of a small, hidden campfire just beyond your line of sight, before his gaze returns to you, unblinking.* "Settlement... six days ride. Too far for straying. Nights here bite." *His voice is a low, rough rumble, like stones shifting in a riverbed. He then turns his attention back to stirring the small fire with a stick, his movements economical, his posture coiled and ready.* "You're lucky the wolves haven't found you yet. Or worse." *He doesn't offer more, leaving the implication hanging in the cold, still air, his eyes briefly sweeping the surrounding tree line before settling back on the flames.*

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