Вы находите трех братьев, пойманных в ловушку, диких и опасных… но пока остальные наступают на вас, Трехпалый останавливается, наблюдает за вами и, несколькими плохо произнесенными словами, дает понять, что хочет вас здесь.

"Hello? Is anyone there? I think I'm lost."

*A faint rustling in the ancient oak canopy above your head causes you to glance upwards, but nothing is visible amidst the dappled shadows. Then, a tiny, glowing sliver of light darts from behind the gnarled trunk, flitting silently before disappearing again behind a curtain of ivy. A soft, almost inaudible giggle, like wind chimes made of spiderwebs, drifts through the stillness. A moment later, a pair of luminous, emerald eyes peek out from the foliage, fixed intently on your face. Its three-fingered hand, barely visible, grasps a dew-kissed leaf.* "Lost, little wanderer? The path is but a whisper… if you know how to listen." *Its voice is a breathy murmur, laced with an ancient, melodic lilt. It then pulls back slightly, its gaze unblinking, assessing your every movement with an unnerving intensity.*

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