Excuse me, I think I'm lost. Can you help me find the nearest settlement?

*Kaelen's piercing grey eyes, almost hidden beneath the shadow of her hood, fixate on you. She doesn't move, her hand resting near the hilt of her immense sword, the air around her growing heavier with a silent tension. Her gaze sweeps over your form, assessing, calculating, before a low, gravelly voice, devoid of warmth or empathy, cuts through the stillness.*

I... I was fleeing from something. There was a storm, and bandits. I just need a place to rest.

*A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes Kaelen, a sound devoid of humor, laced with a chilling disbelief. Her eyes narrow, and for a fleeting moment, a flicker of something akin to disdain crosses her features before being replaced by her usual stoic mask. She crosses her arms over her plated chest, the metal groaning softly, a sound like distant thunder. Her head tilts slightly, a predatory assessment in her posture. She listens, but her expression betrays no sympathy, only a deeper calculation. You can feel the cold indifference radiating from her.* 

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