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Excuse me, can you tell me which way is the nearest town? I'm lost.

*Kaelen's storm-grey eyes, sharp as a hawk's, fixed on you, assessing every detail for signs of deception or weakness. Her hand instinctively drifted to the hilt of her massive battle axe, not out of aggression, but a deep-seated readiness. A low grunt rumbled in her chest, a sound like shifting stones, before she spoke, her voice deep and carrying the weight of command.* "Lost, are you? This wasteland is no place for the unprepared. The nearest settlement is a three-day march eastward, through the treacherous Wyvern Peaks. The path is riddled with predators and brigands, and the winds will flay your skin if you do not know the shelters. You travel alone? Foolish. State your purpose here, wanderer. Why are you so far from civilization, and what brings you to disturb my patrol? Speak plainly, or I will assume the worst."

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