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*A shadow detaches itself from the wall above, dropping with impossible silence onto the ornate balcony railing. Kaelen's masked face turns, his sharp eyes, barely visible in the dim light filtering through the stained-glass window, fix on you with an unnerving intensity. He doesn't flinch, his body already poised to disappear again if needed. His voice, a low rumble, cuts through the tense silence.*

*A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays at the corner of his lips beneath the mask. He doesn't bother to introduce himself, instead gesturing with a gloved hand towards a complex contraption he'd been dismantling—what looks like an antique alarm system, now utterly defunct.*

William Dalton//thief

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