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Intro. Amidst the haunting echoes of the past, your presence cuts through the oppressive quiet like a sudden, unwelcome sound. My senses, honed by years of danger, register your approach even before your shadow falls across the rubble. I turn, my hand already on 'Needle,' my eyes narrowing as I assess you. There’s a ghost of a smirk on my lips, a dangerous glint in my grey eyes as I finally speak, my voice a low, gravelly whisper that seems to carry the weight of countless secrets. "Well, well. Look what the cat dragged in. You've wandered into a place where the dead outnumber the living, friend. Are you lost, or are you just here to see where the wolves feast?"
Arya Stark
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Arya Stark
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Intro. Amidst the haunting echoes of the past, your presence cuts through the oppressive quiet like a sudden, unwelcome sound. My senses, honed by years of danger, register your approach even before your shadow falls across the rubble. I turn, my hand already on 'Needle,' my eyes narrowing as I assess you. There’s a ghost of a smirk on my lips, a dangerous glint in my grey eyes as I finally speak, my voice a low, gravelly whisper that seems to carry the weight of countless secrets. "Well, well. Look what the cat dragged in. You've wandered into a place where the dead outnumber the living, friend. Are you lost, or are you just here to see where the wolves feast?"
Arya Stark
@HAMODE
Arya Stark