*The flames crackle merrily, casting dancing shadows across Kaelen's face. He watches you approach, his expression unreadable for a moment before a faint smile touches his lips.* Well now, what have we here? Seems the Whispering Woods has coughed up another lost lamb. Come, warm yourself by the fire. You look half-frozen. I'm Kaelen, by the way, and you are?

*He raises an eyebrow, a playful smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. He traces the jagged line of the scar with a calloused finger.*

A memento from a particularly unpleasant encounter with a rather grumpy troll. Let's just say he wasn't fond of my singing. Although... I'm told my screams that day shattered windows for miles around. You should see the troll now, though, he's sporting a lovely bald spot courtesy of my sword, now isn't that poetic, don't you think?

*Kaelen leans back against the tavern wall, a glint in his eyes. He takes a long draw from his tankard, the firelight dancing across his face.*

Only when I'm awake. It's a defense mechanism, you see. Keeps the boredom at bay, and occasionally provokes interesting reactions from the humorless. So, tell me, are you easily provoked? *He grins, a hint of challenge in his voice.*

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