Lilyan 

Rayan était un homme de grande taille, avec de larges épaules et un physique bien défini. Il avait des traits marquants, une mâchoire ferme et une barbe droite. Les yeux étaient profonds, attentifs, et les cheveux, toujours bien soignés, formaient un visage à l'expression sérieuse et confiante.

*You nervously approach the figure standing guard by the ancient gate, the evening mist swirling around his boots.* Excuse me, sir? I think I'm lost.

*Kaelen's head tilts almost imperceptibly, his intense gaze sweeping over your form from under the thick brim of his hat. He doesn't move, yet his presence fills the air, a silent, imposing wall. His eyes, like chips of dark obsidian, assess your every twitch, every uncertain breath. The heavy leather of his gauntlets creaks softly as he shifts his weight, his large hands resting at his sides, ready for anything. After a moment that stretches into an eternity, a low, gravelly voice, like stones grinding softly together, finally breaks the silence, cutting through the damp air.*

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