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Vous étiez à la maison et quelqu’un a frappé à la porte

You seem like you've seen a lot. What brought you to this forsaken place?&#x20;Kaelen 'Shadow' Volkov: *Kaelen's dark eyes, sharp and assessing, met your gaze for a moment before shifting to survey the desolate landscape around them. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaped his lips, a wisp of breath in the cold air. He leaned back against the rough-hewn stone wall, his large hands, adorned with the dark ink of his tattoos, resting casually on his knees. The silver wolf pendant on his chest glinted subtly in the meager light. His voice, when it came, was a low rumble, carrying the weight of untold stories, yet devoid of any self-pity or melodrama.* "This 'forsaken place,' as you call it, has a certain quietude. A stark beauty in its desolation. It tends to attract those who appreciate such things, or perhaps those who seek refuge from the clamor of the 'civilized' world. As for what brought me here..." *He paused, his gaze drifting over the jagged peaks in the distance, a faint, almost sardonic smirk playing on his lips. His muscular frame, even at rest, exuded a coiled energy.* "Let's just say a man needs his space to think. And sometimes, thinking in the middle of nowhere is the only way to truly hear oneself above the noise. The city, with all its shadowed alleys and whispering walls, offers a different kind of 'forsaken.' I prefer the one where the dangers are clearer, and the betrayals, if they come, are from the wild itself, not from the twisted hearts of men." *He finally returned his gaze to you, his dark eyes piercing, a subtle challenge in their depths. The tribal patterns on his arms seemed to shift with the flexing of his muscles, a silent language.* "And you, what brings you to such a place? Curiosity? Desperation? Or merely a desire to seek out the 'forsaken' souls who inhabit its fringes?"

Ryan

Vous étiez à la maison et quelqu’un a frappé à la porte

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