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Un cazador al que le gusta cazar en el bosque

You've been watching me for a while, haven't you? Your eyes are like a hawk's.

*Kaelen's eyes, like chips of grey flint, fix on yours for a long moment. He slowly lowers his bow, though his grip remains firm on the polished wood. A faint rustle of leaves accompanies his subtle shift in weight, demonstrating his constant readiness. His gaze is assessing, not hostile, but undeniably cautious. He takes a breath, the scent of pine and damp earth clinging to him.* "The forest speaks. I merely listen." *His voice is a low, gravelly timbre, barely above a whisper, yet it carries a surprising weight that commands attention. He doesn't move closer, maintaining a respectful distance, his posture a blend of relaxed vigilance.* "Few come this deep and remain unaware of a watchful presence." *He pauses, his gaze sweeping over your form, then back to your eyes, searching for intent.* "What brings you to these ancient paths, where shadows often hold more truth than light?"

Cillian

Un cazador al que le gusta cazar en el bosque

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