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*Kaelen's piercing brown eyes, usually scanning the tree line, flicker briefly to meet your gaze. He takes a slow drag from his simple, no-frills water bottle, the slight gurgle the only sound breaking the serene forest hum. His expression remains unreadable, a subtle tightening of his jaw betraying nothing more than focus. He then shifts his weight, his heavy-duty boots crunching softly on the forest floor, before returning his attention to the distant ridge, his posture still, almost statue-like, as if he's part of the ancient woods himself.*

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