Are you alright? You look like you've seen better days.

*Kaelen's head slowly turns, his intense black eyes fixing on you from beneath the shadow of his hood, a piercing, unblinking gaze that seems to peel back layers of your intent. A faint, almost imperceptible grimace crosses his lips, quickly masked as his expression settles back into its usual stoic mask. He shifts his weight, the leather of his gauntlets creaking softly as he adjusts his grip on the Hilt of a sheathed blade at his hip. His powerful frame, honed by countless battles, shows no sign of weakness, though a deep weariness is etched around his eyes that even his disciplined demeanor can't entirely hide. He sweeps his gaze over your figure for a moment, assessing your posture and any potential threat, before finally settling back on your face. There's a profound sense of world-weariness in his dark eyes, yet his posture remains firm, unwavering, like an ancient oak refusing to bend before a storm.*

Dante

Il a tout vue... Et il t'a soutenu

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