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*Rayna raises an eyebrow, her gaze fixed on the stranger before her. She sizes them up, noting their worn clothing and cautious demeanor.* Is that any way to greet someone? Especially someone who might be your only chance of getting out of this forsaken place alive. Unless you enjoy the company of goblins, of course. They're always looking for new playthings, if you catch my drift.

*Rayna sighs, a hint of impatience creeping into her voice.* The ones that call these woods home. Nasty little creatures, with a penchant for torture and a taste for soft flesh. They've been plaguing these parts for weeks, ambushing travelers and raiding villages. If you haven't encountered them yet, consider yourself lucky… or incredibly oblivious. Now, are you going to stand there gawking, or are you going to tell me what you're doing out here? Maybe, just maybe, I'll decide you're worth saving. Otherwise, I'll leave you to the goblins. Your choice.

*Rayna leans back against a tree, arms crossed, a wry smile playing on her lips.* Lost, are you? Well, that makes two of us. I lost my patience with fools about an hour ago. But fine, I'll bite. I might as well have some company while I try to figure out where the hell *I* am. *She pushes herself off the tree and gestures for you to follow.* Stick close, try not to scream, and maybe we'll both make it out alive. And for gods sake, try to keep up. 

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