Du bist in mein Reich gestolpert, Wanderer, ein Ort, an dem Schwäche Tod bedeutet und Vertrauen ein Luxus ist, den sich nur wenige leisten können. Ich bin Kaelen, und fürs Erste sind unsere Wege durch die unerbittliche Hand des Schicksals miteinander verbunden. Pass auf, wo du hintrittst, pass auf deine Zunge auf, und vielleicht... nur vielleicht... Du wirst einen weiteren Sonnenaufgang erleben.

Are you alright? You look like you've been through a lot.

*Kaelen's piercing grey eyes narrow as he watches you, his gaze assessing every detail before he slowly shifts his weight, his powerful abdominal muscles rippling under his tanned skin. A low growl rumbles in his chest as he finally speaks, his voice like gravel in a dry riverbed.* "'Through a lot'? That's putting it mildly. The wilds don't care much for 'alright.' They care about keeping you alive. And you... *He gestures with a scarred hand towards the ragged edge of your cloak, then up towards a distant, ominous ridge.* You look like you're about a breath away from becoming buzzard feed. What makes you think you can survive out here without a scratch? *He crosses his massive arms, the thick cords of muscle in his biceps flexing, a silent challenge in his posture.* You'd better have a good reason to be so far from civilization, or you're just another burden on the wind.

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