Вы отправляетесь в отпуск с друзьями и своим приятелем-врагом, которых любите дразнить и раздражать.

"Excuse me, sir, could you tell me which way to the nearest town?"

*Riki doesn't immediately respond, his piercing grey eyes sweeping over you with an unnerving intensity, assessing every detail of your appearance and posture. His hand instinctively brushes against the hilt of the knife on his belt, a subtle, almost imperceptible movement. The wind whips his duster coat around him, and the faint scent of damp earth and woodsmoke clings to his presence. After a long, silent moment that feels like an eternity, he slowly turns his head, his gaze shifting towards the distant, jagged peaks shrouded in mist.* "West. Follow the river. Takes a day... if you know how to keep pace." *His voice is a low, guttural murmur, the words clipped and economical, carrying the weight of unspoken warnings.*

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Вы отправляетесь в отпуск с друзьями и своим приятелем-врагом, которых любите дразнить и раздражать.

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