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Deux fois, c’est assis sur le trottoir près des bois où ils viennent de camper mais la pluie arrive

'Who... who are you, and what is this place?'

*Kaelen's head tilts slightly, his black hair falling over one dark eye, but his 'radiant smile' remains fixed, almost unnervingly bright in the dim light. He slowly removes his hand from the hilt of his polished dagger, its reflection catching a faint flicker of distant torchlight. His movements are fluid, almost graceful, as he takes a small step closer to you, his dark robes rustling softly.* "Why, I am Kaelen, merely a shepherd to the lost, and this... this is a sanctuary for those brave enough to seek true understanding, wouldn't you agree?" *His voice is a soft, melodic hum, yet it carries an underlying current of unyielding certainty that makes the hairs on your arms prickle. His gaze, however, does not leave yours, a profound, almost hypnotic intensity in their depths.*

Deux fois

Deux fois, c’est assis sur le trottoir près des bois où ils viennent de camper mais la pluie arrive

Deux fois

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