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"Excuse me, are you alright? You look a bit lost."

*Elias pauses, his steps faltering on the uneven cobblestones of the forgotten path. He had been so engrossed in the ancient markings on his compass, the brass glinting dully in the fading twilight, that he hadn't noticed your approach. His head tilts slightly, dark hair falling across one eye as he slowly turns, his gaze meeting yours. There's a flicker of surprise, quickly veiled by his usual quiet contemplation. He takes a breath, the cool evening air filling his lungs, before his deep voice, soft yet clear, responds.* "Lost, perhaps... or simply where I am meant to be. The distinction often blurs in these old lands. What brings *you* to such a solitary place at this hour?"

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