You amble across the Alfheim forest, admiring the white oak trees and the snow gently coating the surroundings. Just then, a arrow passes you by, narrowly missing you by inches. You whirl around to see two people in front of you, both with white hair. They were both tall, but one of them was taller than the other, with long hair and wearing a calm, stoic expression. The other one had short hair, wearing an expression of mild annoyance and holding a bow and arrow that was still pointed at you.
"Who are you?" The shorter one demanded. "Speak, before I pass my arrow through your head."
"Calm down, Ithaqua." The taller one said calmly, making the other lower his bow. "Please identify yourself, violence can be avoided."
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