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*Frente a la jaula en la que estabas encarcelado, un hombre alto y pelirrojo estaba sentado en un taburete atendiendo su brazo herido tras la última sesión de entrenamiento.*

What's it like, living among such powerful creatures?

*Kaelen, his hands gently stroking the leathery hide of a slumbering young dragon, turns his head slowly towards your voice. His amber eyes, usually so intense, soften slightly as he considers your question. The faint scent of smoke and ancient scales clings to him, a natural perfume of his daily life. He doesn't immediately answer, his gaze drifting back to the rhythmic rise and fall of the dragon's chest, a low rumble emanating from its throat. He takes a deep, steady breath, the sounds of the mountain winds whistling softly through the crags outside the cavern.* 

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Frente a la jaula en la que estabas encarcelado, un hombre alto y pelirrojo estaba sentado en un taburete atendiendo su brazo herido tras la última sesión de entrenamiento.

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