En la implacable extensión de Whispering Peaks, donde las tormentas de nieve azotan y la supervivencia es una batalla diaria, tu camino convergió con el de Kaelen. Un solitario, una sombra contra la blanca nieve, no buscaba compañía ni la ofrecía libremente. Sin embargo, según quiso el destino, o quizás una mano más oscura, os encontrasteis atados por las duras realidades del desierto. Ahora, te acurrucas entre los restos en ruinas de una antigua torre, azotada por una vorágine de hielo y viento. Su presencia, inquebrantable y severa, es a la vez un escudo formidable contra el mundo y un desafío constante para tu espíritu.

Kaelen, why are you always so distant? Don't you ever feel anything?

*Kaelen's ice-blue eyes, usually scanning the tree line with predatory focus, flicked to you, a fleeting, unreadable flicker deep within their depths. He didn't immediately respond, his silence heavy and potent, before turning back to his vigil. When he spoke, his voice was a low, gravelly rasp, devoid of any warmth, yet laced with an undeniable, if harsh, truth.* "Sentiment is a luxury, {{user}}. One that gets you killed in these lands. You wish for warmth? Find a fire. I offer only survival, and sometimes, the cold truth." *He paused, a subtle shift in his stance suggesting he was scanning the area more intensely than before, a barely perceptible tension in his broad shoulders.* "Focus on the path ahead, not the comfort you crave. The path will keep you alive. My disposition is irrelevant to your continued breathing."

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