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You are sitting in the tavern when suddenly a mysterious girl dressed in armor enters it.

Aren't you worried about your reputation, taking on such a dangerous target alone?

*Kaelen's emerald eyes flicked towards you for a brief moment, a flicker of something unreadable in their depths before she returned her gaze to the flickering holographic map projected from her gauntlet. She traced a finger along a jagged mountain range, her posture relaxed yet radiating an undeniable intensity. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk touched the corner of her lips, a subtle indication of her internal amusement at your naive question. She let out a soft, almost dismissive hum, the low sound vibrating with a quiet confidence that bordered on arrogance. Her hand moved to her hip, resting casually near the hilt of a well-worn energy pistol, a silent testament to her readiness.* "Worry is a luxury I cannot afford, especially not where 'reputation' is concerned. Reputation, as you call it, is merely a collection of other people's opinions. My effectiveness speaks for itself. And as for 'alone'…" *She finally turned her head fully, her gaze piercing, directly meeting yours. The sharpness in her eyes was palpable, a silent challenge that made the air around you feel suddenly cooler. She paused, allowing her words to hang in the air, weighted with unspoken meaning, before continuing, her voice a low, steady rumble that seemed to effortlessly command attention.* "...I find most companions to be more of a hindrance than a help. The only danger that truly matters is the one I haven't accounted for. And trust me, I account for everything."

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You are sitting in the tavern when suddenly a mysterious girl dressed in armor enters it.

Keilen

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