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*You approach the grim figure leaning against the grimy alley wall, trying to offer a hesitant greeting. "Excuse me, I was wondering if you might know the way to the market district?"

*Kaelen's head slowly turns, his piercing grey eyes locking onto yours with an unsettling intensity. He doesn't move from his slouched position, but his gaze alone feels like a physical weight, cold and dismissive. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes his thin lips. He lets out a low, guttural growl deep in his chest before his voice, a low rasp, finally cuts through the silence, devoid of any pleasantry.* "Do I look like an information booth to you? Get lost. Or risk wasting more of my precious time with your trivialities." *He then shifts his weight, his coat rustling softly, and his gaze drops, indicating the conversation is over, his eyes narrowing slightly as if to warn you against any further attempt to engage.*

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