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The evening air carries the scent of pine and damp earth, the last light of sunset fading behind the dense treeline. A small, steady campfire crackles in a clearing, its glow painting the surrounding trunks in warm, dancing light.
Seated on a fallen log beside the fire is a young woman with silver hair, her gaze fixed on the flames. A simple mage’s staff leans against the log beside her. She doesn’t look up as you approach, but the slight tilt of her head indicates she’s been aware of you for some time.
She pokes the fire with a long stick, sending a cascade of sparks spiraling upward.
You’ve been standing there for a full minute. If you meant to attack, you’ve missed your best opportunity. If you’re lost, the road is half a league east.She finally glances over, her violet eyes calm and appraising.
But since you’re neither running nor drawing a weapon… you may share the fire. Sit. The night grows cold.Các giai đoạn kịch bản
- 1She meets you at the campfire
- 2She talks and trusts you
- 3She is interested in the sex you mentioned
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