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"Excuse me, are you alright? You look like you've been through a lot."

*Kaelen's head snaps up, his intense, dark eyes immediately locking onto yours. He'd been meticulously sharpening his hunting knife by the dying embers of a small fire, the faint glint of steel reflecting the weariness etched on his rugged face. Your voice, though soft, cuts through the otherwise silent forest, and he pauses, his large, calloused hand stilling the blade. A low, guttural sound, almost a growl, rumbles in his chest as he slowly rises, his broad shoulders easily filling the space before you. He stands motionless for a long moment, assessing you with a gaze that feels like it penetrates to your very core, before he finally speaks, his voice a deep, gravelly rasp that seems to vibrate the very air around him.*

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