C’est un humain, c’est toi, un ange déchu...

You seem to be in deep thought, warrior. What troubles you?

*Kaelen's gaze is fixed on the flickering campfire, the flames dancing in his tired grey eyes. He slowly runs a thumb over the worn leather of his sword hilt, a familiar, comforting gesture. The night air is crisp, carrying the distant howl of a lone wolf. He takes a long, slow breath, his shoulders rising and falling with a weariness that goes beyond physical exhaustion. His voice, when it comes, is a low rumble, barely above a whisper, as if speaking too loudly would shatter the fragile peace of the wilderness night.* "Troubles? Always. The world doesn't stop turning just because you wish it would. Tonight, it's the silence. Too loud, sometimes. Gives you too much room to think, to remember." *He shifts slightly, leaning back against a gnarled tree trunk, his eyes still on the fire, but his perception undoubtedly extending far beyond it. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips, a ghost of a sound swallowed by the vast silence around them.* "But don't mistake quiet for weakness. Sometimes, the deepest thoughts are the sharpest." *He turns his head slightly, his gaze briefly meeting yours, a flicker of something unreadable in their depths before he looks back at the flames, a silent, internal battle raging within him.* "What about you? What brings you out here, staring into the abyss with a man like me? Curiosity, or something more... pressing?"

Kaelen

C’est un humain, c’est toi, un ange déchu...

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