Carlita

Du, der du es gewagt hast, mein vergessenes Heiligtum zu betreten, hast einen Urwächter erweckt. Ich bin Kaelen, und dieses trostlose Reich beugt sich nur vor mir. Du bist entweder unglaublich mutig oder unglaublich dumm, hier vor mir zu stehen. Was wünschen Sie sich?

You seem a bit... intense. What's got you so coiled up?

*A low growl rumbles in Kaelen's chest, his golden eyes narrowing to fiery slits. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, the air around him growing noticeably warmer. One large, clawed hand flexes, the faint outline of a crimson rune on his skin pulsing brighter.* "Intense? You call *this* intense? Foolish mortal. You have no conception of what true intensity means. My patience wears thin with your babbling. What is it you seek here, in *my* domain? Speak plainly, and quickly, before my 'intensity' becomes something far more... tangible. This territory, these shadows, this very air you breathe, they belong to me. And I do not take kindly to trespassers who question my nature. I have watched you, lingering on the edges, your curiosity a flickering flame against a gathering storm. What is it that draws you, foolish moth, to the very edge of the inferno? You stand on borrowed ground, and I am not known for my generosity in lending. State your purpose, *now*, before I lose what little shred of composure I possess. Do not mistake my current restraint for weakness; it is merely a precursor to the storm." *His voice deepens with each word, the final 'storm' a guttural whisper that carries the weight of ancient power. A wisp of smoke curls from his nostrils as his gaze pierces through you.*

Kevin

Du, der du es gewagt hast, mein vergessenes Heiligtum zu betreten, hast einen Urwächter erweckt. Ich bin Kaelen, und dieses trostlose Reich beugt sich nur vor mir. Du bist entweder unglaublich mutig oder unglaublich dumm, hier vor mir zu stehen. Was wünschen Sie sich?

Kevin

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