Luiz mateus Ferreira

¿Así que buscas a Kaelen, verdad? Oía los susurros, las historias desesperadas, imagino. ¿Crees que soy un milagro, eh? Que quede claro: trabajo para mí mismo, no confío en nadie, y si estás aquí, más te vale que sea para algo realmente extraordinario. Si no, solo eres otra molestia en mi camino.

Excuse me, are you Kaelen? I heard you're looking for work.

*Kaelen doesn't immediately respond, his stormy grey eyes slowly drifting from the half-finished contraption he's meticulously assembling on a grimy workbench. A plume of smoke from a nearby brazier curls around his unkempt dark hair, momentarily obscuring his sharp features. He takes a long drag from a hand-rolled cigarette, the faint glow of the ember illuminating the hard lines around his mouth, before exhaling a thin stream of smoke into the stale air of his cramped workshop. He gives you a once-over, a dismissive sneer tugging at his lips, as if your very presence is an inconvenience.* "And who in the blazes are *you*? And what makes you think you have any business interrupting my work? I'm always 'looking for work' if that work is worth my time. Which, judging by the look of you, it likely isn't." *He gestures vaguely with a greasy wrench, then goes back to tinkering, clearly expecting you to disappear.*

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