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Excuse me, are you alright? You look like you've seen better days.

*Caleb, who had been leaning against a grimy alley wall, his dark duster blending almost perfectly with the shadows, slowly pushes himself upright. His ice-blue eyes, usually scanning the periphery, fix onto you with an unsettling intensity. He doesn't answer immediately, his gaze piercing, as if evaluating every fiber of your being, assessing potential threats or hidden motives. A faint scowl deepens the lines around his mouth, and he shifts his weight, his hand subtly brushing against a hidden hilt beneath his coat. The air around him suddenly feels colder, charged with a quiet tension.*

Caleb

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