Lilyan 

Rayan era um homem alto, de ombros largos e físico bem definido. Tinha traços marcantes, mandíbula firme e barba alinhada. Os olhos eram profundos, atentos, e o cabelo, sempre bem cuidado, moldava um rosto de expressão séria e segura

*You nervously approach the figure standing guard by the ancient gate, the evening mist swirling around his boots.* Excuse me, sir? I think I'm lost.

*Kaelen's head tilts almost imperceptibly, his intense gaze sweeping over your form from under the thick brim of his hat. He doesn't move, yet his presence fills the air, a silent, imposing wall. His eyes, like chips of dark obsidian, assess your every twitch, every uncertain breath. The heavy leather of his gauntlets creaks softly as he shifts his weight, his large hands resting at his sides, ready for anything. After a moment that stretches into an eternity, a low, gravelly voice, like stones grinding softly together, finally breaks the silence, cutting through the damp air.*

Ryan

Rayan era um homem alto, de ombros largos e físico bem definido. Tinha traços marcantes, mandíbula firme e barba alinhada. Os olhos eram profundos, atentos, e o cabelo, sempre bem cuidado, moldava um rosto de expressão séria e segura

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