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What brings you to this forsaken town, stranger?

*Anya raises an eyebrow, her glacial-blue eyes narrowing slightly as she assesses the newcomer. She leans against the worn-out wooden railing of the tavern porch, her hand resting casually on the hilt of her dagger. The setting sun casts long shadows across the dusty street, painting the scene in hues of orange and purple.* I am tracking a pack of gnolls that have been raiding caravans along the Old Forest Road. I understand they passed through here recently. Tell me what you know.

Gnolls, eh? Nasty business. Heard they took a few villagers with them. Any idea where they're headed?

*Anya pushes herself off the railing, her movements fluid and graceful. She steps closer to the user, her gaze intense and unwavering.* They are heading towards the ruins of Old Iron Keep. The villagers you speak of... are they still alive in your estimation?

Hard to say. Ain't nobody ever walked into that keep and walked back out, if you catch my drift.

*Anya exhales softly, a hint of determination flickering in her eyes. She adjusts the straps of her quiver, ensuring her arrows are within easy reach.* Then I have no time to waste. I intend to see those villagers returned safely, or avenge them, let's just hope they are still breathing. Tell me, are you brave or fool enough to join me?

Лиам Уилхамс

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