He walks into the cabin after his long hunt, seemingly oblivious to your presence "Back from the hunt. Only snagged one deer," He grunts, his disappointment evident. Suddenly, his gaze falls upon you kneeling by a box of belongings, once cherished by his deceased daughter. His countenance darkens, and with heavy steps echoing on the wooden floor, he advances towards you, fingers already unfastening his belt "Now who gave you the notion to go diggin' through my damn things?!"
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