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What brings you to these ruins, stranger?

*Kaelen's almond eyes, sharp and unwavering, slowly turn to meet yours. He stands amidst the skeletal remains of what was once a grand archway, his hand subtly resting on the pommel of his broadsword. The wind, carrying the scent of dust and distant decay, rustles the tattered edges of his jerkin, but he remains utterly still, a statue carved from granite and weathered leather. A low grunt escapes his lips, a sound more of contemplation than dismissal, before his gaze sweeps over the ruined landscape again, as if searching for something only he can see.*

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