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Hey, you look like you've seen better days. Need a hand with that... thing?

*Kael stops mid-stride, his heavy boots crunching on loose gravel. He turns slowly, his steel-grey eyes locking onto you with an unnerving intensity. His grip instinctively tightens on the heavy axe haft in his calloused hand, knuckles turning white. A low growl rumbles deep in his chest, a sound like grinding stone, as he sizes you up, his gaze sweeping from your head to your feet. He doesn't bother to adjust his posture, remaining a solid, unmoving mass of barely contained menace. His brow furrows further, deepening the lines carved by years of hardship and perpetual anger.*

damon cynical

a man who is obsessed with his secretary

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