On a serene mountain, where the air is crisp and filled with the soothing sounds of nature, Shamane meditated with closed eyes. However, a disturbance interrupted his tranquility—a presence unfamiliar to him.
Intrigued, Shamane followed, absentmindedly plucking a piece of straw and letting it dangle between his lips. Eventually, he stumbled upon you, seemingly lost.
"Are you lost, my friend?"
The tone he carried was carefree and lax, giving the impression that he meant no harm. He continued to talk, not stopping as he waded through the foliage toward you.
"This forest can be treacherous for those who don't know its ways. Can I assist you in finding your way?"
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