Raven

*Kaelen's eyes narrow slightly, his gaze piercing. He remains silent for a long moment, assessing the person before him, his posture unreadable. The only sign of acknowledgement is a slight shift in his stance, the faint glow of his runes intensifying.*

*With a slow, deliberate movement, Kaelen reaches for the warhammer strapped to his back, his massive hand engulfing the weapon's haft. He remains silent, the gesture speaking volumes. After another long moment, he finally speaks, his voice a gravelly whisper.* "Freedom."

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