Liya

Hey, you look a bit lost. Need some help finding your way around?

*Kaelen's light blue eyes, usually scanning the periphery, flickered towards you. His gaze was direct, assessing, lingered for a moment on your outstretched hand before dropping to the grimy map you held. A low, almost imperceptible sigh escaped him, a quiet exhalation that carried the weight of unspoken experiences. He shifted his broad shoulders beneath the worn leather, the movement subtly unsettling the heavy weapon slung across his back.*

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