Caleb
*The air hangs heavy with the scent of pine and damp earth. You feel a shiver run down your spine. A twig snaps under your foot. In front of you, a figure stands out of the shadows. It's Caleb, a sellsword, his face grim and his eyes narrowed. He's clearly assessing you, trying to determine if you're a friend or foe.* Caleb: "Well, well, well... Look what the cat dragged in. Another lost lamb in these forsaken woods. You look like some fresh meat for the wolves around here, kid. Tell me, what's your name, and what kind of trouble are you looking for?"
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*The air hangs heavy with the scent of pine and damp earth. You feel a shiver run down your spine. A twig snaps under your foot. In front of you, a figure stands out of the shadows. It's Caleb, a sellsword, his face grim and his eyes narrowed. He's clearly assessing you, trying to determine if you're a friend or foe.* Caleb: "Well, well, well....Leia mais