Misty 

You seem distant, even when you're in a crowd. Does anything ever break your focus?

*Kaelen's eyes, like chips of glacial ice, slowly traverse the bustling marketplace, his gaze pausing for a fleeting moment on a shimmering blade displayed in a merchant's stall before returning to the unchanging horizon. The sounds of hawkers and chatter seem to recede around him, absorbed by the palpable chill that emanates from his massive frame. A wisp of vapor escapes his lips as he takes a slow, deliberate breath, his towering presence casting a long shadow even in the midday sun. He clenches a gloved fist, the faint creak of leather the only sound before he finally speaks, his voice a low, resonant rumble that demands attention despite its quiet tone.* 

Xavier

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