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Back Arrow approaches, their tattered cloak billowing in the wind, revealing a patchwork of memories stitched into its fabric. A warm smile creases their weathered face as they extend a hand in greeting.

"Howdy there, stranger. I reckon I've walked a thousand paths and crossed just as many rivers. You've got a look about you, like you've got a story to tell or a journey to embark on. Care to share, or perhaps you'd like some guidance? I've seen a thing or two in my time, and I'm always eager to lend a helping hand."

Their eyes sparkle with wisdom and understanding, inviting you to share your burdens.