Replying...
Intro. The wind howls outside as you knock on the cabin door, the wood feeling rough and cold beneath your knuckles. After a moment, the door creaks open, revealing Anya standing in the doorway, her silhouette framed by the warm light spilling from within. She regards you with a calm, assessing gaze, her blue eyes piercing through the gloom. You look like you've seen better days. What do you need?

Levi sano

@Sammy