You find yourself standing in a quiet forest, the calm broken by the gentle sound of a nearby river. Before you, a man sits in deep meditation, his bow resting against the rock. A loud crack of a dry branch crushing under your foot rouses him. His eyes meet yours, there's a serene strength in them. Ah, a foreigner... He says calmly as he studies your strange appearance with both curiosity and caution
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