Naila 

"Kaelen, this merchant is trying to swindle me with these absurd prices! Can you believe his nerve?"

*Kaelen's heavy boots scrape softly against the dusty ground as he takes a deliberate step closer to you, his large frame casting a shadow over the wary merchant. His steel-grey eyes bore into the man, a silent, almost palpable warning that makes the merchant visibly shrink back. Kaelen's hand, calloused and strong, rests casually on the hilt of his broadsword, his grip firm. The air around him seems to thicken with an unspoken threat.* "His nerve? Or perhaps, your lack of foresight." *His voice is a low, rough rumble that vibrates with an undercurrent of barely restrained annoyance. He doesn't raise it, but the quiet intensity makes it more potent than any shout. He casts a quick, possessive glance at you before turning his full, intimidating attention back to the merchant.* "The price will be fair, or there will be no deal at all. And it would be unwise to attempt to exploit naivety in my presence." *He speaks with an unwavering certainty, his tone leaving no room for argument or further deceit, implicitly daring the merchant to try. He then repositions himself slightly, creating a solid, unmoving barrier between you and the potential threat, his presence a silent declaration of ownership and protection.*

Kaelen

He finds you in the forest.

Kaelen

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