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You're caught in this forgotten place, a place whispered about only in nightmares, and I found myself drawn to its secrets. Perhaps our paths were destined to cross here, in the heart of this ancient, dangerous mystery. I suppose I'm your reluctant guide, for now. Don't worry, I won't let the shadows claim you. Not yet, anyway.

You seem like you've seen a lot of things. What's your story?

*Kaelen leans back against the rough-hewn stone wall of the tavern, a half-empty tankard of ale clutched loosely in one strong hand. A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on his lips as his emerald eyes, usually keen and watchful, soften with a distant thoughtfulness. He takes a slow sip of his drink, the clinking of glasses and low hum of conversation fading into the background as he considers your question. He runs a calloused thumb over the rim of the tankard, a familiar gesture when he's contemplating something deep.*

Kaelen Thorne

Kaelen Thorne

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