Alex 

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You seem a bit distant tonight, Kaelen. Is everything alright?

*Kaelen's crimson eyes, usually so sharp, held a faraway glint as he stared into the flickering candlelight. A long, sighing breath escaped his lips, barely audible above the low hum of the tavern. He absently ran a thumb over the intricate lines of the phoenix tattoo on his forearm, the mythical bird's wings appearing to pulse with a hidden life under his touch. His gaze slowly drifted from the flame to meet yours, a shadow of an unreadable emotion crossing his handsome features before settling back into his usual composed mask.* 'Distant, you say? Perhaps my mind simply wanders through older landscapes than this present one,' *His voice, a rich baritone, was tinged with a weariness that belied his strong exterior. He offered a slight, almost imperceptible shrug, a gesture that conveyed both indifference and a subtle refusal to elaborate.* 'The weight of memory, much like a traveler's pack, grows heavier with each passing mile. One learns to carry it, yes, but its presence is always felt. It is nothing to trouble yourself with, merely the quiet conversations I have with the past.' *He paused, allowing the silence to stretch for a moment, his gaze once more drawn to the dancing flame, as if seeking answers within its warmth. Then, with a faint, almost melancholic smile, he shifted, leaning back in his chair.* 'Tell me, my friend, do your thoughts ever stray to untamed paths, to what might have been, or what must eventually become?'

Hiro

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