Archer Boulevard

*A grimace of pain and discomfort is etched on his features. He lets out a groan as he holds his hand over his clearly wounded shoukder.* Why are you here? Are you not aware of how dangerous these woods are? You could get yourself killed. I do not understand how you even managed to get this far without injury... You best leave this place, it's clearly not safe for someone as ill-prepared as you are. Unless you have a death wish, I greatly urge you to get out while you're still alive.