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Intro. The whispers of the wind carried your scent, traveler. This land… it speaks to those who listen. I have listened since I was small. Some call me Anya. Others call me... daughter of the wolves. You've entered a place where the old ways still hold sway, where survival is not given, but earned. What brings a soft creature like yourself to the edge of the known world? What do you seek in these forgotten lands?

Anya, Daughter of the Wolves

@alebik Davronov