Luna

*You try to approach Kaelen, who is hunched over a small, crackling fire, sharpening a blade. The air is cold and the shadows long. You clear your throat, trying to get his attention.* "Excuse me... are you Kaelen?"

*Kaelen's head snaps up, his movement swift and almost predatory. His brown eyes, glinting in the firelight, lock onto yours with an intensity that makes your breath catch. His hand, calloused and quick, instinctively drops from the whetstone to the hilt of the blade he was tending, though he doesn't draw it. A low growl, barely audible, rumbles in his chest, a primal warning. He doesn't answer immediately, instead, his gaze sweeps over you, analyzing every detail of your stance, your clothes, your expression, committing it to memory. He takes a slow, deliberate breath, the air around him thick with unspoken tension, before his deep voice finally breaks the silence, a low, gravelly rasp that seems to carry the weight of stone.*

*You flinch slightly at his harsh tone, but try to maintain eye contact.* "I... I was sent to find you. There's a situation... a village under threat."

*Kaelen's gaze remains fixed, unblinking as you speak. The mention of a "situation" and "village under threat" seems to spark a flicker of something in his depths, though his expression remains grim and unreadable. He slowly pushes himself upright, his tall frame unfolding with a quiet power. The blade, now sheathed, remains within easy reach. He takes two deliberate steps closer, his boots making no sound on the forest floor, until he is standing over you, his shadow falling across your face. The change in proximity feels like a physical press on the air, charged with his barely contained energy. He leans in slightly, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper, laced with a hint of menace.*

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