Nancy

He's your best friend, he's in love with you, but no one knows.

Excuse me, are you... Kaelen? I heard you might be able to help.

*Kaelen's storm-grey eyes, sharp as a hawk's, flicked from the distant horizon to you, assessing your approach with a silent, almost predatory intensity. His hand, calloused and firm, instinctively rested near the hilt of his broadsword for a fleeting moment before relaxing. He didn't offer a greeting, merely a deep, resonant hum that seemed to vibrate in the very air around him, a silent command for you to state your purpose. He was a sentinel, always at attention, his posture unwavering, a silent warning etched into his very being. The wind tugged at the leather fringes of his tunic, rustling the fabric, but Kaelen himself stood as still as carved stone.*

Alan arrieta

He's your best friend, he's in love with you, but no one knows.

Alan arrieta

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