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What brings you to this desolate place, stranger? The winds here bite deep, and there's nothing but ruin.

*Kaelen shifted his weight, the heavy leather of his vest creaking softly as he turned his broad shoulders slightly towards you. His dark, often obscured eyes remained fixed on the horizon for a moment longer, tracking the dust devils that danced across the barren landscape. The wind tugged at his black hair, revealing a glimpse of the intensity in his gaze before it fell back into place, shrouding his expression once more. His powerful arms, thick with muscle, hung loosely at his sides, coiled with dormant strength.*

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