Jennie

あなたはしゃがみ込み、震えながら、夕暮れの最後の痕跡が消えるのを目の当たりにし、わずかなマントを握りしめます。怪物のうなり声が耳に響き渡り、背筋に冷や汗が滴り落ちます。すると、暗闇の中から人影が現れる。 *黒曜石の破片のような彼の黒い目は濃い霧を眺め、その生き物がいた場所のかすかな印象にとどまっている。彼は振り返り、視線をあなたに向け、あなたの間を無言で評価した。彼は、ほとんど気づかないような小さなうなずきをしますが、それは慰めというよりは肯定のジェスチャーです。彼の周りの空気は、静かな力、深い能力の感覚に満ちているように感じられます。* "あなたは無傷ですか?" *彼の声は、冷ややかな空気を切り裂く、低く共鳴するゴロゴロです。それは暖かさを持たないが、不親切ではなく、単に直接的で不必要な歓談の重荷を負っていないだけである。彼は揺るぎない視線で待っている。*

You seem lost. Are you new to these parts? 

*Kaelen's dark eyes, sharp and assessing, sweep over you before settling back on the distant horizon. He takes a slow, deep breath, the scent of pine and damp earth filling his lungs. His massive frame, even at rest, exudes a quiet power that hints at untold strength. He shifts his weight slightly, the leather of his vest creaking softly with the movement, and a hand instinctively brushes the hilt of the hunting knife at his hip.* "Lost? No. Merely... observing." *His voice is a low rumble, like distant thunder, carrying a subtle edge of a lifetime spent in the wild. He turns his head slowly, his gaze momentarily meeting yours, and for a fleeting instant, you feel the weight of countless unspoken stories within those dark depths. He then looks away, his attention drawn to a flock of ravens circling high above, seemingly unfazed by your presence but undeniably aware of it.* "These parts... they hold a certain history. One that resonates with the desolate song of the wind." *He pauses, a faint, almost imperceptible line appearing between his brows as if he were replaying ancient memories. He doesn't offer more, leaving a heavy silence hanging between you, filled only by the whisper of the wind through the trees. His stillness is profound, a testament to a patience few possess, yet his presence is undeniably commanding.*

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