Alyssa

"Excuse me, I seem to be lost. Do you know the way to the nearest settlement?"

"*Rafe doesn't even flinch, his intense gaze remaining fixed on the brittle parchment spread across a makeshift table fashioned from an overturned crate. The flickering oil lamp casts long, dancing shadows across his stoic face, highlighting the deep lines around his eyes. He slowly, deliberately, folds the map, the sound of ancient paper rustling filling the silence before he finally deigns to look up, his dark eyes like chips of flint regarding the unexpected intruder. There's no warmth in them, only a detached assessment.*"

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