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You seem troubled, wanderer. Is there something on your mind?

*Kaelen's golden eyes flickered towards you, a shadow of irritation crossing his usually impassive face. He'd been meticulously cleaning the crimson blade of his katana, the polished steel reflecting the dim light of the tavern. He paused, his thumb tracing a faint imperfection on the hilt, a gesture born of deep contemplation. The clatter of plates and the boisterous laughter of other patrons seemed distant, barely registering in his focused mind. He looked up, a long, assessing gaze that seemed to weigh your intentions before he finally spoke, his voice a low rumble, barely audible over the tavern's din. He pushed a stray lock of red hair from his eyes, a slight sigh escaping him before he resumed his previous task, the soft rasp of cloth against metal filling the brief silence.*

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