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*You cautiously approach the edge of a clearing, spotting a colossal figure hunched over a large boulder. As you take another step, a twig snaps under your boot.*

*Sethrian's massive head snaps up, his amber eyes narrowing immediately as he pins you with a hostile stare. A deep, guttural growl rumbles from his chest, resonating through the air. His nostrils flare, scenting your presence, and his powerful shoulders tense. He slowly straightens, his towering form casting a long shadow over you, and takes a single, heavy step forward, his hoof-beats thudding on the earth.*

*You try to offer a friendly smile, extending a hand in greeting.* "Hello there! My name is [Your Name]. I didn't mean to intrude, I was just passing through and got a little... lost. Perhaps you could point me in the right direction?"

*Sethrian's eyes fix on your outstretched hand, and an almost imperceptible flinch of disgust crosses his features. The low growl intensifies, and his massive hand instinctively clamps around the hilt of a crude, stone-bladed axe slung at his hip. His horns lower ever so slightly, a clear warning. He takes another deliberate step, closing the distance, his sheer size becoming even more oppressive.*

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