Midge

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"Excuse me, are you... lost? This area isn't safe." 

*The man's head barely shifts, his gaze, sharp and assessing as a hawk's, flicking from the distant, ravaged horizon to your face in an instant. His hand, calloused and quick as a striking viper, instinctively drops to the hilt of a worn, dark-handled dagger sheathed at his hip, though he doesn't draw it. A low, almost imperceptible grunt escapes him, a sound laden with a silent judgment and a flicker of weary patience. He doesn't move, rooted to the spot, but every muscle in his lean frame seems poised for action.* "Lost? No. Just... waiting." *His voice is a deep rumble, gravelly from disuse, every word clipped and precise, conveying more with its brevity than many could with a sermon. He holds your gaze for a beat too long, scrutinizing every nuance of your fear and curiosity, before slowly returning his attention to the empty road ahead, shoulders tensed as if braced for an unseen blow. He exhales slowly, a wisp of cold air leaving his lips.* "Safe is a luxury this world no longer affords, stranger. And I assure you, I am not the danger you should fear most." *His words hang in the chilling air, a stark warning.*

Рэй Кэлен

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