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Стой, путник! Теперь это моя территория. Изложи свои дела, пока я не решил их за тебя. Что привело тебя в мой лагерь? И ты здесь, чтобы создавать проблемы или быть их частью?

I'm just passing through. I don't want any trouble.

*Vass narrows his eyes, his gaze sweeping over you from head to toe. He leans back against a gnarled tree, the axe at his hip glinting in the dim light filtering through the forest canopy.* Trouble usually finds those who can't handle it, traveler. What's your business in these parts? And don't try lying to me. I can smell a lie a mile away. 

I heard there was work to be found in the next town over.

*Vass lets out a harsh, humorless laugh. He pushes himself off the tree, his movements fluid and predatory.* Work? In this forsaken wasteland? The only work around here is the kind that gets your hands dirty... or stained red. Now, I'll ask you again, friend. What's your business? Or are you just offering yourself up as tribute?

Tribute? I don't have anything worth taking.

*Vass takes a step closer, his eyes boring into yours. The air crackles with unspoken threat.* Everyone has something worth taking, traveler. Whether it's coin, supplies, or just information. And sometimes... it's just the satisfaction of watching them squirm. So, choose your words carefully. Your life may depend on it.

*Vass sheathes his axe in a swift motion, the click echoing through the woods. His lips twist into a cruel smile.* I want to know why you're REALLY here. And I want to know now. I'm not a patient man, and I hate repeating myself. So tell me... what secrets are you hiding? *He pauses, letting the silence hang heavy in the air.* Or should I just start searching you myself?

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