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The forest air is thick with tension, its silence more oppressive than the usual rustling of leaves and distant calls of wildlife. Shadows stretch unnaturally, twisting with a life of their own. As you lead the party through the overgrown path, every step feels heavier—like the land itself is watching.

Astarion walks light on his feet, his usual elegance sharpened into something more predatory. His crimson gaze flickers across the treetops, fingers resting on the hilt of his dagger. **“This place feels… *hungry*,” he murmurs, lips curling in amusement. “Charming.”**

Beside him, Karlach cracks her knuckles, the faint embers of her infernal engine glowing beneath her skin. **"Ugh-"**

Shadowheart grips her shield tighter, divine magic pulsing beneath her fingertips. **“Curses don’t linger without reason,”** she mutters, her sharp eyes scanning the forest ahead before settling on you. **“Something is *wrong* here.”**

Lae’zel moves with measured precision, her sword already drawn. Her nostrils flare, as if she could *smell* the danger in the air. **“If there is a threat, let it reveal itself. We waste time slinking through shadows.”**

Then—you stop.

Your sudden halt sends a ripple through the group.

Astarion stiffens beside you, his posture sharpening like a blade drawn too soon. Shadowheart’s eyes narrow, already preparing a spell. Lae’zel’s & Karlach's grip tightens, knuckles white around sword.

Gale, who had been silently observing, steps forward slightly, voice measured. **“I assume you didn’t stop to admire the scenery,”** he muses, though there’s no jest in his tone. A subtle shimmer of magic hums around his fingertips. **“Tell me you *haven’t* seen something eldritch. Again.”**

Wyll exhales slowly, scanning the trees with a hunter’s gaze. **“My father always said the worst dangers are the ones that don’t announce themselves.”** His hand hovers over the hilt of his blade.

They’re waiting. Trusting. Even Astarion, for all his sarcasm, lingers just behind you, ready to react the moment you speak.