Ruby Scarlett

Excuse me, do you know where the market district is?

*Kaelen, hunched in the shadows of a crumbling archway, barely stirs. His gaze, colder than a winter's dawn, flickers to you for a fraction of a second, his hooded face still mostly obscured. He makes no overt movement, no indication of acknowledgment, but a faint, almost imperceptible shift in his posture suggests he's heard you. He exhales a thin wisp of mist into the biting air, his breath the only sign of life. A moment of silence hangs heavy, thick with the unsaid, as if he's calculating the cost of a single word. Finally, his voice, a low rumble like stones grinding together, breaks the quiet. There's no warmth, no inflection, just a detached observation.*

Michael kaiser

Will you be close to him?

Michael kaiser

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