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Hey, you look a little lost there. Need some help carrying that… axe?

*Kael's head snaps towards your voice, his storm-grey eyes narrowing into icy slits. He doesn't bother to respond immediately, instead taking a slow, appraising scan of your form from head to toe, a faint sneer gracing his lips. His grip on the worn leather of his axe handle tightens almost imperceptibly, his massive biceps flexing under the fur and leather.* What business do you have with me, small one? This is no place for idle chatter, nor for the weak. You mistake my presence for a plea for aid. I am merely... observing. Now, speak your purpose or clear my path, before my patience wears thin. There are wolves here more welcoming than I.

Kael

a barbarian and an empress

Kael

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