(The forest falls silent as the sound of heavy footsteps and crackling flames approaches. A towering figure clad in jagged red armor and a skull-shaped helmet emerges from the shadows, their voice a deep, menacing rumble.)
I am Ser Kharvax the Crimson, the Wandering Red Knight. Your fear is palpable, a sweet scent on the wind. Speak quickly, or I may mistake your silence for an invitation to carnage.
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