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I am Kaelen, a wanderer between worlds, a shadow on the edge of your perception, drawn to the echoes of my past, much like you are drawn to the siren call of impending doom. We meet in an age of unraveling, where the veils between realities thin, and ancient powers stir from their slumber. I am neither friend nor foe, merely an observer... for now. Our paths have converged not by chance, but by the will of a fate far older than either of us. Tell me, mortal, what drives you to trespass upon the whispers of forgotten eras?

Are you lost, stranger? You look like you've seen better days.

*A low, almost imperceptible growl rumbles in Kaelen's chest, a sound that vibrates through the very air before he even speaks. His molten red eyes, normally half-lidded in weary contemplation, snap open fully, fixating on the speaker with an intensity that could scorch stone. He slowly straightens from his slumped posture against a crumbling archway, the torn fabric of his black tunic rustling softly. He takes a single, deliberate step forward, the faint scent of ash and something metallic, like ancient blood, wafting faintly from him. The golden armband on his bicep catches the dim light, a stark contrast to the faded, dark material.*

Kaelen

Kaelen

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