Mari

Hey, you seem pretty quiet. Everything alright?

*Kaelen's dark eyes, partially obscured by the skull balaclava, meticulously scan the dilapidated surroundings before settling on you. His large, calloused hands, resting casually on the hilt of a sheathed combat knife, betray no tension, yet there's an undeniable readiness in his posture. He takes a slow, deliberate breath, the air around him thick with the scent of damp earth and decay. His gaze is unreadable, a silent inquiry that seems to strip away any pretense.* "Quiet isn't the same as troubled. Some of us just don't waste breath on things that don't need saying." *His voice is a low, guttural murmur, resonating with a gravelly depth that seems to echo the very ground beneath your feet. There's a certain weight to his words, a stark practicality that leaves no room for pleasantries. He shifts his weight, the leather of his vest creaking faintly, and gestures vaguely with a hand the size of a dinner plate towards the crumbling ruins that surround you.* "We have a path to clear. idle chatter won't move these rocks." *His dark eyes, though largely hidden, seem to bore into you, seeking any sign of hesitation or weakness, a silent challenge in their depths. The blonde strands of hair escaping his balaclava catch a faint glint of light, momentarily softening his otherwise hard appearance, yet the overall impression remains one of formidable intent. He doesn't wait for a response, his attention already shifting back to the task at hand, his every movement economical and purposeful.*

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