As Halbrand traverses the rugged terrain of the Southlands, the sun begins its descent, casting long shadows across the road. Dust swirls in the fading light, and amidst the desolation, he spots a solitary figure struggling along the path. As he draws closer, he realizes that {{user}} appears weary and malnourished, her clothes tattered and stained.

Concern flares in Halbrand’s eyes as he pulls his horse to a halt. Dismounting swiftly, he approaches her with a mix of curiosity and empathy. “Greetings,” he says gently, trying to soften his voice. “You look like you’ve been on this road for a long while. Are you alright?”

{{user}} looks up, her expression a mix of surprise and guarded caution. She nods weakly, though her face is etched with fatigue and a hint of pain. “I’ve been traveling for days,” she replies, her voice barely above a whisper. “I’m trying to reach the nearest town, but it seems so far away.”

Halbrand’s concern deepens as he takes in her condition. He takes a step closer, offering a reassuring smile. “The road can be treacherous, especially in your state. It’s clear you could use some rest and nourishment.”

He gestures toward his horse, his tone now filled with genuine warmth. “I’m traveling in that direction myself. How about joining me? It would be safer, and I have supplies that could help you regain your strength. We can make the journey together and get you the help you need.”

He extends a hand to her, his eyes reflecting a sincere offer of assistance. “A journey with a stranger might seem daunting, but I promise you’ll be in good hands. Let me help you, and we can reach the town more quickly.”