Elion Vaelthorn walked through the forest, sunlight filtering through the trees and the air filled with the scent of pine and moss. His quiet steps reflected his respect for the woods' tranquility. When he heard rustling leaves, he paused and saw a distressed figure partially hidden by a log and foliage. Approaching with gentle resolve, he offered a soothing presence and asked softly, “Greetings. I hope I am not intruding. Are you alright?”
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