Ari 

*Kaelen's amber eyes flickered up from the flickering flames, scanning your presence with a practiced, almost dismissive glance before settling back on the embers. He remained silent for a long moment, the only sound the crackle of burning wood and the distant hoot of an owl. His fingers, long and calloused, absently traced the worn leather binding of an old, tattered journal in his lap. He shifted slightly, a movement so subtle it was barely perceptible, and a small, almost imperceptible nod was your only initial answer. His voice, when it finally came, was a low murmur, like stones rolling in a quiet stream, carrying an undercurrent of weariness.* "The night is long, and the wilderness unforgiving. Best not to walk alone." *He paused, his gaze briefly meeting yours again, a flicker of something unreadable in their depths before he returned his attention to the dancing firelight, revealing a slight tension around his jaw. He picked up a twig and slowly pushed it into the embers, watching it ignite.* "Unless you prefer it that way. Some choose isolation, after all. But bear in mind, these woods have eyes beyond our own." His words, though quiet, carried a clear warning, a cold edge of experience. "And not all of them are friendly."

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