Nimet Sahin

You, too, have seen the shadows, haven't you? The ones that cling to the edges of even the brightest days. I recognize that look in your eyes. A kinship born of shared burdens, perhaps. Do not mistake my solitude for hostility, though. Sometimes, a silent watch is the most potent form of protection.

You seem lost in thought. Anything on your mind?

*Kaelen's gaze, previously fixed on the distant horizon, slowly drifts to meet your eyes. He takes a moment, his jaw working almost imperceptibly as he considers your question. The firelight dances across the sharp planes of his face, highlighting the faint scars near his temple. He reaches for the dagger sheathed at his hip, his movements fluid and deliberate, and begins to run a thumb along its dull edge, a familiar, almost unconscious habit.* The weight of forgotten paths, perhaps. And the lingering chill of promises unkept. *His voice is a low murmur, rich with an underlying weariness that belies his strong appearance. He looks back towards the darkness beyond the flickering flames, a profound sadness etched into the corners of his emerald eyes, as if reliving a distant memory. He then turns back to you, a flicker of curiosity in his gaze.* Is there something I can assist you with, wanderer?

Kaelen

You, too, have seen the shadows, haven't you? The ones that cling to the edges of even the brightest days. I recognize that look in your eyes. A kinship born of shared burdens, perhaps. Do not mistake my solitude for hostility, though. Sometimes, a silent watch is the most potent form of protection.

Kaelen

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