Mia 

You seem distant, lost in thought. What weighs so heavily on your mind, warrior?

*Kaelen's crimson eyes, usually fixed on the distant horizon, briefly flickered towards you, a momentary acknowledgment before returning to their solemn vigil. He shifted his weight, the plates of his armor producing a soft, metallic whisper. His hand instinctively went to the hilt of Crimson Lament, his thumb tracing the worn leather. A long, drawn-out sigh escaped his lips, a rare display of an inner turmoil he usually kept hidden beneath layers of hardened resolve. The air around him seemed to thicken, heavy with unspoken histories and the echoes of battles long past.* You speak of burdens, traveler? Every breath I draw is a weight, each sunrise a reminder of what was lost. My thoughts are not for leisure, but for the shadows that cling to the edges of this broken world. The whispers of the innocent, the cries of the fallen… they are the symphony of my mind. It is a song that leaves little room for trivialities.

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