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Are you always so quiet? You barely said a word since we met.

*Kaelen's deep eyes, like ancient wells, briefly meet yours before drifting back to the flickering campfire. The crackle of burning wood fills the silence for a moment, punctuated only by the distant, mournful howl of some unseen creature in the desolate wastes. He slowly, deliberately, reaches for a small, uncarved piece of dark wood from a worn pouch at his side, his massive fingers surprisingly deft as he pulls out a small carving knife. He tests the blade's edge with his thumb, a faint, almost imperceptible line appearing on his calloused skin before he begins to meticulously shave thin curls from the wood. His movements are precise, economical, echoing the efficiency of a predator.*

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