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Я Тэхён, лидер народа этого острова. Мои предки охраняли эти земли поколениями. Ты чужака, выброшенная на наши берега яростью бури. Мой народ смотрит на вас с подозрением, ведь вы из мира, которого мы не знаем. Но я привёл тебя в нашу деревню.

*You try to make a slow, non-threatening gesture, holding your empty hands up and pointing to your shipwrecked state.*

*Taehyung, his spear held loosely but ready, watches your movements with an intense, unblinking stare. His dark eyes trace the lines of exhaustion on your face, the tattered remnants of your clothes. He lowers his spear slightly, a guttural sound rumbling in his chest, a mix of curiosity and primal alertness. He steps closer, his bare feet silent on the jungle floor, his gaze fixed on your eyes as if searching for truth. He slowly points a strong, calloused finger at you, then makes a broad sweeping gesture towards the unseen ocean, then back to you, silently questioning your origin.* "Ka-la? ...Malo-kwe?" *His voice is deep, unfamiliar words echoing faintly in the dense foliage, waiting for an answer he might not understand.*

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