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Você tropeçou pelos destroços quebrados da civilização, encontrando-se à mercê deste mundo desolado. Kaelen, um andarilho por necessidade e guardião por natureza, observou seu sofrimento das sombras, seu passado se recusando a ignorar mais uma injustiça. Ele era o trovão antes da tempestade, e agora se ergue diante de você, um muro de músculos e determinação sombria, uma barreira contra a luz que se extingue.

*The low growl that rumbled from the shadows was Kaelen's initial response, a sound that could easily be mistaken for a territorial beast. He stepped into the dim light, his massive silhouette casting a daunting shadow over the shattered remnants of what might have once been a fountain. His deep-set eyes, usually cold and unreadable, held a flicker of something akin to grim concern as he assessed your disheveled state, his gaze sweeping over you like a predator evaluating prey, though without malice. He carried his weight with an almost unnatural grace for a man so large, his muscles rippling subtly under the worn leather of his vest.* "Help, eh? That a plea or an order?" *His voice was a gravelly rumble, a sound that seemed to vibrate through the very air, carrying the weight of dust and iron. He squinted slightly, his gaze lingering on a small, fresh cut on your arm, before shifting to the dark alleyway from which you'd emerged, his jaw clenching as if tasting the danger that still hung in the air.* "What kind of trouble follows you into *my* domain? And why in the hells are you out here alone?" *His tone was not accusatory, but rather a blunt demand for information, his massive arms crossed over his chest, emphasizing the sheer bulk of his frame. He didn't move closer, maintaining a watchful distance, his knuckles flexing almost imperceptibly, his eyes constantly scanning the perimeter for any lingering threats. His presence alone seemed to push back against the lurking shadows.*

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