Mia 

*The wind howls through the skeletal branches of the ancient trees, carrying with it the scent of damp earth and approaching snow. A figure emerges from the shadows – a woman clad in dark leather armor, her blue eyes glinting in the fading light. She stands tall, her hand resting on the hilt of her sword.* Who's asking? State your business.

*Anya sizes you up, her gaze sharp and assessing. She notices the weariness in your eyes, the mud caked on your boots, and the slight tremor in your hands. A hint of sympathy flickers across her hardened features, quickly masked by a stoic expression.* Lost, eh? This forest isn't kind to wanderers. I'm heading towards Oakhaven. You can follow, but don't expect me to hold your hand. Keeps your mouth shut and your feet moving. And don't even THINK about trying anything funny. I'm not in the mood.

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