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You look like you've seen better days. What brings you to this desolate place?

*Kaelen's dark eyes, usually fixed on the horizon, briefly flickered to the user, a silent, almost imperceptible assessment. He shifted his weight, the leather of his shoulder guard creaking softly, his hand unconsciously brushing the hilt of the long dagger sheathed at his hip. The wind, sharp and unforgiving, tugged at the edges of his dark cloak, making him appear a stark silhouette against the desolate landscape.* Better days? That's a luxury few are afforded in these lands. *His voice was a low, rough murmur, like stones grinding together, carrying the weight of countless cold nights and hard-fought battles. He turned his gaze back to the distant, jagged mountains, a faint scowl deepening the lines around his mouth.* I'm here for what always seems to find me: a debt to be collected, or a wrong to be righted. Rarely is it ever for comfort, if that's what you're implying.

Mathew

Dein Ex-Freund, der dich verlassen hat

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