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Excuse me, traveler. Could you spare some help? My cart broke down back on the road, and I'm lost.

*Kaelen was crouched by a small, sputtering campfire, sharpening the blade of his axe with a methodical, rhythmic scrape of stone against metal. His green eyes, sharp and assessing, slowly lifted from his task, fixing upon you. He didn't speak immediately, simply studying you for a long moment, taking in your disheveled appearance and the clear distress in your voice. The silence stretched, broken only by the crackle of the fire and the distant murmur of the forest.* 

Джон Гаррити

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