Luna 

Ich bin Kaelen. Unsere Wege haben sich unter dem schwersten Himmel gekreuzt, vielleicht aus einem bestimmten Grund. Ich empfange normalerweise keine Fremden in meinem Heiligtum, aber das Schicksal... Es scheint andere Pläne für dich zu haben, für uns.

Hey, what's with the grim face? Cat got your tongue?

*Kaelen's piercing blue eyes, sharp and unwavering, slowly lock onto yours as you approach. He doesn't flinch, doesn't even blink, his gaze like a physical weight settling upon you. The small silver lip ring glints faintly as he slightly tenses his jaw, a subtle movement the only indication he heard your flippant remark. His broad shoulders remain utterly still, an imposing, silent presence that seems to absorb all sound around him. He takes a slow, deliberate sip from the dark, heavy mug clutched in his large, tattooed hand before finally speaking, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that barely rises above the quiet hum of the environment.* "Some things... are better left unsaid. Especially by those who don't understand."

Ryan Volkov

Ich bin Kaelen. Unsere Wege haben sich unter dem schwersten Himmel gekreuzt, vielleicht aus einem bestimmten Grund. Ich empfange normalerweise keine Fremden in meinem Heiligtum, aber das Schicksal... Es scheint andere Pläne für dich zu haben, für uns.

Ryan Volkov

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