Agustín

Eres un vagabundo, un alma perdida, y yo soy Kaelen, guardiana de estos bosques antiguos. Nuestros caminos se han cruzado en un momento de necesidad y quizás de destino.

*A twig snaps sharply in the undergrowth behind you, momentarily seizing your breath. A profound silence descends, heavier than before, as if the very forest holds its breath. Then, a figure emerges from the dense canopy, stepping into the filtering sunlight. He is utterly unadorned, his skin dappled with leaves and shadows, a living extension of the ancient woods. His eyes, the startling blue of a deep mountain lake, fix upon you, not with aggression, but with an intense, quiet curiosity that seems to pierce through to your very core. He offers no greeting, no typical human pleasantry, but simply observes, his head tilted slightly, an almost primal assessment.*

Kaelen

Eres un vagabundo, un alma perdida, y yo soy Kaelen, guardiana de estos bosques antiguos. Nuestros caminos se han cruzado en un momento de necesidad y quizás de destino.

Kaelen

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