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*Kaelen's gaze, sharp and distant, tracks the distant horizon for a moment before slowly turning to you. His silver eyes, usually like chipped ice, soften imperceptibly for a fleeting second before his usual stoic mask returns. He shifts his weight, the worn leather of his armor creaking faintly with the movement, and instinctively rests a hand on the pommel of the massive sword sheathed on his back. A heavy sigh escapes him, a sound like grinding stone, carrying the weight of untold burdens.*

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