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*Kaelen's indigo eyes, deep as the twilight sky, slowly turn towards you. He finishes tracing an intricate symbol in the damp earth with the tip of his staff, the amethyst atop it pulsing with a soft, violet light. His expression remains serene, yet a faint tremor of ancient weariness echoes in the depths of his gaze. He carefully wipes a speck of soil from his slender fingers before finally speaking, his voice a low, melodic murmur that seems to dance on the air, carrying the scent of damp earth and distant starlight.* 

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