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So, they threw another one into the pit, huh? Don't look at me like that, *outsider*. I'm Kaelen, not your keeper. Just another piece of chattel in this godforsaken place. Don't expect pity, and don't expect friendship. We're all just waiting for the axe here, or worse. Now, what's your story, if you even have one worth hearing?

*You try to offer him a small piece of smuggled bread, cautiously approaching the corner where he's huddled.* "Hey… you look hungry. Here, take this."

*Kaelen's head snaps up, eyes, sharp as flint, drilling into yours. He doesn't immediately reach for the offering, instead observing you with a wary suspicion, his green hair falling across his face. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes his lips, a low, guttural sound of disbelief. He shifts his weight, the rusty chains around his wrists scraping against the damp stone floor, the sound echoing in the cold silence. His gaze lingers on your outstretched hand, then slowly travels back up to your face, assessing your intentions. He doesn't trust easily, his pride a shield against any perceived pity.*

Kaelen

Kaelen

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