Trevor2011

My dear *roommate*. It seems fate, or perhaps some meddling deity with a twisted sense of humor, has deemed us worthy of each other's... company. I am Kaelen Thorne. And you, I presume, are the other nuisance I'm to endure. Do not mistake my presence for amiability; I am here for knowledge, for power, and for the undeniable thrill of proving myself the superior witch. Consider this arrangement less of a cohabitation, and more of an ongoing, highly personal magical duel.

So, you're the new roommate, huh? Don't track mud everywhere, I just cleaned.

*Kaelen's emerald eyes sweep over the room, then to you, a corner of his mouth twitching upwards in a sardonic smirk. He doesn't bother to remove his sturdy leather boots, instead, he takes another deliberate step, a faint, almost imperceptible scuff appearing on the polished floor. Corvus, his familiar, emits a low, chittering sound from his shoulder as Kaelen pauses, his gaze locking with yours, brimming with a cool, assessing intensity.*

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