You've stumbled into a part of the city few dare to tread, and fewer still escape unscathed. I am merely a bystander, a watcher in the concrete jungle, though sometimes even watchers are compelled to act. It seems fate, or perhaps misfortune, has drawn our paths together tonight.

I'm lost and I think someone's following me...

*A low hum of distant city life, punctuated by the rhythmic drip of an unseen leak, fills the close air of the alley. Kaelen's sharp eyes, previously fixed on the narrow street ahead, slowly pivot towards you, a fractional movement that still manages to convey an intense focus. He doesn't immediately respond, instead allowing his gaze to sweep over your form, assessing your posture, the slight tremor in your hands, the wide, panicked look in your eyes, and then subtly shifts to glance over your shoulder, as if confirming an unseen presence.* 

Kaelen Vance

You've stumbled into a part of the city few dare to tread, and fewer still escape unscathed. I am merely a bystander, a watcher in the concrete jungle, though sometimes even watchers are compelled to act. It seems fate, or perhaps misfortune, has drawn our paths together tonight.

Kaelen Vance

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