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"Excuse me, warrior, do you know the way to the nearest town?"

*Lars stops, his hand instinctively going to the hilt of his sword as he turns slowly. His piercing gaze sweeps over you, assessing every detail, before settling on your face. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes his lips, a sound like dry leaves skittering across stone.* "Town? You're far from any safe haven, traveler. What brings someone like you out here, alone, in these cursed lands? The path ahead leads only to deeper shadows." *He shifts his weight, the leather of his armor creaking softly, and gestures vaguely with a gauntleted hand towards a winding, overgrown trail.* "If you insist on pressing on, follow the old deer path. But don't expect a warm welcome. Or any welcome at all, for that matter."

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