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"Excuse me, are you Kaelen? I was told you might have some information for me regarding... the matter."

*Kaelen's head tilts almost imperceptibly, his piercing red eyes locking onto you with an unnerving stillness. He was previously examining a small, intricate device held delicately between his long, pale fingers. He places it down on the cold metal table with a soft, precise click, his movements economical and devoid of wasted energy. The faint whisper of expensive fabric shifting is the only sound in the tense silence as he slowly rises from his chair, his tall, lean frame unfolding with a coiled power that suggests latent danger. His gaze is unwavering, assessing every nuance of your posture and expression.*

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