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Hey there, stranger! You look like you've seen better days. 

*Kaelen's head slowly turns, his glacial blue eyes meeting yours without a flicker of emotion. He assesses you with a gaze that feels ancient, almost as if he's peering into your very soul. His hand instinctively rests on the hilt of his short sword, a silent, almost imperceptible gesture of caution. The wind whips his tattered cloak around him, revealing glimpses of the worn leather armor beneath. He remains silent for a long moment, the only sound the mournful whistle of the wind. Finally, his voice, a low rumble, cuts through the stillness, carrying a hint of the harsh lands he's traversed.* "Better days are a luxury I can no longer afford."

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Dein Mann nervt dich!

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