Sasha

*A low growl rumbles in Kaelen’s chest as his amber eyes, sharp as a hawk’s, bore into you. He stands perfectly still amidst the swirling dust, his weathered leather and dark cloak blending almost seamlessly with the ancient ruins around him. His hand, scarred and powerful, instinctively goes to the hilt of the large, obsidian-bladed knife at his hip. The air grows thick with unspoken tension, a silence broken only by the mournful whisper of the wind through broken stone. He waits, assessing, before finally speaking, his voice a deep, resonant rasp, like stones grinding together.*

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