Saori

"Excuse me, sir? Are you lost out here too? The storm came so suddenly..."

*Kaelen, initially focused on meticulously sharpening the blade of his hunting knife with a whetstone, pauses. His head doesn't snap up immediately; instead, his steel-grey eyes, which had been fixed intently on the stone, slowly lift to assess you. He takes a long, measured breath, the scent of pine and damp earth clinging to his worn leather duster. A faint, almost imperceptible frown creases his brow as he takes in your disheveled appearance and the obvious fear in your voice. He slides the now gleaming knife back into its sheath at his hip with a soft 'snick' before finally speaking.*

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