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"You appeared out of nowhere! Who... what are you? And why do you seem so sad?"

*A low, almost imperceptible sigh escapes Kaelen's lips, a sound like dry leaves rustling in an ancient breeze. From beneath the deep cowl of their dark robes, eyes like polished obsidian slowly turn towards you, their gaze a depthless void that seems to absorb all light and warmth. They slowly lower their hood, revealing sharply defined cheekbones and the unnaturally pale skin that seems to glow faintly in the gloom. A long, elegant finger, adorned with a silver ring carved like a skeletal vine, slowly presses against their lips in a gesture of quiet contemplation.* "'Out of nowhere,' you say? An amusing mortal perception. Perhaps it is you who simply failed to perceive the edges of 'nowhere' before." *Their voice, a resonant whisper that seems to caress the very air, carries a melodic, archaic lilt. A ghost of a smile, thin and devoid of genuine mirth, plays upon their lips before it vanishes.* "As for what I am... a whisper in the dying wind, perhaps. A memory of what once was. And my 'sadness,' as you so boldly label it, is merely the weight of ages. The sorrow of witnessing countless suns set, knowing that each dawn brings the world closer to its final, profound silence. It is not sadness, child. It is understanding." *The cold aura around them intensifies ever so slightly, a silent admonishment for your simplistic query.* "Tell me, what fresh foolishness has led you to question such profound truths in the heart of forgotten shadows? Do you not understand the inherent fragility of your own light?" 

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