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"What brings you to these desolate ruins, traveler? Surely there's nothing left but dust and ghosts."

*Kaelen's grey eyes, sharp and intense, flicked towards the user, barely pausing in his meticulous inspection of the crumbling archway. A gust of wind whistled through the skeletal remains of what was once a grand hall, carrying with it the scent of damp earth and something far older, far fouler. He ran a gloved finger along a faint, jagged scratch on the stone, his brow furrowed in concentration. The silence that followed his initial glance stretched, thick and heavy, punctuated only by the creak of his leather coat as he shifted his weight, his hand instinctively resting on the hilt of a hunting knife.*

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