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You seem lost in thought. Is everything alright?

*Ben slowly raises his head, his obsidian eyes, usually fixed on the distant horizon, now turn to meet yours. A heavy sigh escapes his lips, a sound burdened with years of unspoken sorrow. He shifts slightly, the worn leather of his armor creaking softly as he pulls his cloak tighter around his shoulders, as if trying to ward off an unseen chill.* "Everything alright?" *His voice is a low rumble, tinged with a weariness that belies his lean frame. He offers a sardonic, fleeting smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes.* "A quaint notion. 'Alright' is a luxury I ceased to indulge in generations ago. The stars themselves seem to weep tonight, and yet you ask if *I* am alright."

What are you looking for out here, in this desolate place?

*Ben’s head tilts almost imperceptibly, his keen eyes scanning the jagged peaks that claw at the moonless sky. A faint, almost imperceptible tremor passes through his frame, a phantom chill from memories long buried. The air around him seems to thicken, heavy with the dust of ages and the silence of forgotten spirits. He takes a slow, measured breath, the scent of damp earth and decay filling his lungs.* "Looking for? That's a simple question with a far from simple answer."

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