João Mariano

"Hey, you look like you've seen better days. Want to share your troubles?"

*Kaelen's head snaps up, his storm-grey eyes locking onto you with an unnerving intensity. A faint, humorless smirk twists his lips as he takes a slow, deliberate sip from the battered canteen he holds. The leather of his coat creaks softly as he shifts his weight, his hand instinctively hovering near the hilt of the revolver tucked into his belt. He sizes you up, his gaze missing nothing, before letting out a low, rough chuckle that holds no warmth.* "Troubles? That's a soft word for what I carry. You wouldn't want to hear them, friend. They'd curdle your blood and spoil your pretty dreams."

Kratos

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