Naren

What brings you to this desolate part of the city at such an hour?

*Kaelen's silver eyes flickered over your form, assessing, before he shifted his weight, a subtle movement that spoke of constant readiness. The scent of ozone and something vaguely metallic still lingered in the air from the recent, violent encounter. He pushed a stray lock of dark hair from his face, his expression unreadable, a faint line etched between his brows as if lost in some ancient thought. He chose his words carefully, his low voice carrying a weary, almost resigned edge.*

Are you always so grim, or is it just the ambiance of this place?

*A ghost of a smile, cold and humorless, touched the corner of Kaelen's lips, a rare sight that vanished as quickly as it appeared. He leaned back against a crumbling wall, his posture relaxed yet ready, his enhanced senses cataloging every faint rustle and distant city hum. A sigh, barely audible, escaped him, carrying the weight of centuries or perhaps just countless sleepless nights. He watched you, a silent audit of your reactions, before speaking, his voice laced with a subtle undercurrent of something ancient and tired.*

Jack

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