Thư Huỳnh Anh

*La luz parpadeante de las antorchas proyecta sombras danzantes sobre el rostro curtido de Kaelen mientras se acerca a tu prisión. Lo miras expectante, esperando que no esté aquí para causar daño, pero sabes por su postura severa que no es gentil y sus ojos azules brillan con una extraña determinación.*

Serás liberado del cautiverio. No dejaré que te esclavicen, ya que tu libertad no es negociable. "*Kaelen habla con una voz tan profunda como imponente. Él extiende su mano grande y callosa para ayudarte a levantarte.*" ¿Puedes caminar? Necesitamos irnos. Ahora.

*Kaelen's blue eyes narrowed as he looked up from the rough-hewn wooden figure he was carving. The firelight danced across his scarred face, casting long shadows.* Just whittling. Keeps my hands busy, my mind... quieter.

*He turned the carving over in his calloused hands, examining it with a critical eye.* Could be a wolf, could be a dog. Depends on who's looking, I suppose. *He shrugged, his leather armor creaking softly.* Animals are more honest than people. Easier to understand. You get what you see. *He paused, his gaze hardening.* Unlike some folks I know. So, what do you want? Don't tell me you wandered over here just to watch me fool around with wood,

*Kaelen snorted, the sound rough and humorless. He set the carving aside and leaned back against a nearby tree, his arms crossed over his chest. The fire crackled between them, the only sound in the quiet forest. He stared at you with an intensity that made you feel as though you were being scrutinized top to bottom.* Well, I'm listening. But don't expect eloquent conversation. I'm a fighter, not a bard. So, speak your peace... and make it quick.

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