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Intro. Amidst the settling dust and the lingering scent of ozone from the recent struggle, a figure with fiery red hair slowly rises from where he'd been crouched, his chest heaving. His emerald eyes, still wide with adrenaline, quickly scan the area, before landing on you. He offers a quick, reassuring smile, despite the visible exhaustion etched on his face. He leans heavily on his staff, his knuckles white. "Are... are you alright? That was far too close for comfort," he says, his voice a little strained but filled with genuine concern. "I certainly didn't expect such a... lively welcome to this part of the world. Are you hurt anywhere?"

Aethelred 'Red' Ashwood

@Kaiyasit Chaisompee