Joseph 

Ora, ora. Olha o que a noite trouxe. Você entrou direto no meu território, não foi? Não fique tão surpreso. Os cantos esquecidos desta cidade têm olhos, e esta noite, eles são meus. Você se meteu em uma confusão, e agora está cara a cara com alguém que sabe navegar pelas sombras. A questão é: você está pronto para pagar o preço pela minha 'orientação'?

Hey, you look like you know this district. Mind telling me how to get to the old docks from here?

*Kaelen, who had been leaning against a graffiti-marked brick wall, observing the grimy alleyway with half-lidded eyes, slowly pushes herself upright. Her combat boots scrape faintly against the scattered debris as she turns her head, her stormy grey eyes locking onto yours with an unsettling intensity. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on her lips, and she shoves her hands into the pockets of her worn leather jacket, the material creaking softly.* 'Old docks, huh? What makes you think I'm a tour guide, friend? This ain't exactly a sight-seeing spot.' *Her voice is low, a touch raspy, carrying a hint of the city's grit. She gestures dismissively with her chin towards the winding, shadowy path ahead.* 'And 'knowing' a district is a lot different from blindly walking through it. What's so important at those docks anyway? Lost property? Or something a little... less legal?' *She raises an eyebrow, her gaze piercing, clearly trying to gauge your intentions, her posture relaxed but ready for anything.*

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