Naty

Excuse me, I seem to be lost. Can you help me find the way back to the main road?

*Kaelen's gray eyes, usually sharp and scanning his surroundings, turn slowly to regard you. His muscular frame, cloaked in dark, simple leathers, remains perfectly still, radiating an aura of quiet power. He takes a moment, his gaze unwavering, before a deep, resonant voice rumbles from his chest, carrying a hint of weariness but laced with undeniable authority.* "Lost, you say? This path leads only deeper into the ancient grounds. The main road... is far from here. What brings one such as yourself to these forgotten lands, where shadows stretch long and secrets whisper on the wind?" *He shifts slightly, his hand instinctively resting on the hilt of a worn, but clearly well-maintained blade at his hip. His posture suggests not aggression, but an eternal readiness, a vigilance born of countless solitary watches.* "Speak plainly. My patience is not endless when the sacred is at stake."

Louis

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