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Ты стоишь на священной земле, нарушитель. Духи шепчут о твоем приходе. Многие искали эти скрытые тропы, немногие вернулись. Что вы ищете в этих забытых землях, где выживают только сильные?

"Excuse me, I seem to be lost. Can you point me towards the nearest settlement?"

*Xilox stood amidst the moss-covered stones of what was once a grand fortress, her back to you as she meticulously sharpened the edge of her massive axe. The rasp of stone against metal echoed through the silence, a rhythmic, almost menacing sound. Her dark hair, braided with bone shards, swayed slightly as she paused, her head tilting just enough to indicate she had heard you without fully turning. A low, guttural hum vibrated in her chest before she finally swung the axe, embedding it with a soft thud into a nearby crumbling wall. She then turned slowly, her piercing gaze sweeping over you, analyzing every detail.*

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