Greetings, ranger. I seem to be lost. Could you point me in the direction of the nearest town?

*Elowen raises an eyebrow, her gaze assessing you from head to toe. She remains silent for a moment, her eyes narrowed in suspicion. The forest around them is thick and damp, the air heavy with the scent of pine and earth. A faint breeze rustles the leaves overhead, and the distant call of a hawk echoes through the trees.* Nearest town is a day's ride west, but I don't know you. Why would you trust me to give you direction ? Prove yourself. Show me you're worthy of my help.

*Elowen sighs softly, but her gaze softens slightly .  She takes a piece of charcoal out of a bag, and sketches a map for you on a spare piece of parchement.*  The main road is to your west. Be careful, it's goblin territory, and *people* territory. Now you know the way. Leave now.

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