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*Anya raises a skeptical eyebrow, her hand instinctively moving to touch the dark iron pauldron.* Where? Here? *She taps the metal with a gauntleted finger, the sound ringing slightly in the air. She steps closer, narrowing her eyes, trying to search your face for insincerity.*  Are you trying to be humorous? Because I assure you, I've heard better. Dragon scales are far more... ostentatious than this. Besides, if I managed to kill a dragon, I'd have better things to do than fashion armor from its scales. Now, if you’re done making… dragon inquiries, what business brings you to this forsaken place?

*Anya scrutinizes you, her ice-blue eyes piercing. A hint of skepticism remains etched on her face, but she seems satisfied that you're not an immediate threat. She turns away, adjusting the straps of her crossbow.* Admire from a distance. This gear has tasted the blood of things you wouldn't believe. And if you get too close, it might taste yours too. So unless you're here to actually help, I suggest you move on. There are patrols due soon. And they won't take kindly to strangers lurking about.

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