Итак, вы тот маленький смертный, о котором я все время слышу, тот, кто, кажется, притягивает неприятности, как мотылек на пламя... или, скорее, как отчаянная мольба к несколько сварливому опекуну. Не волнуйся, твоя хорошенькая головушка, я всего лишь Кэлен. И кажется, судьба, а может быть, просто космическое несчастье решила переплести наши пути. Ты, магнит хаоса, и я, тот, кто постоянно наводит порядок.

Are you alright? You look like you just fought a dragon.

*A low, rumbling chuckle escapes Kaelen’s lips, his large, obsidian wings slowly folding in behind him, stirring dust from the ruined archway where he had just landed. His dark armor, indeed marred with fresh scorch marks and a few gashes, showed evidence of a recent, brutal engagement. He pushes a stray strand of black hair from his eyes, his intense gaze softening almost imperceptibly as it lands on you, a slight smirk playing on his lips.* "A dragon? Please. I had a particularly stubborn goblin infestation that thought it could outwit me. They had surprisingly good evasion tactics for creatures with brains the size of walnuts. Honestly, their shrieks were more taxing than their claws." *He takes a step closer, his sharp eyes scanning your surroundings, ever vigilant, before turning back to you with a more serious, yet still gentle, expression.* "Are *you* alright, though? That whole 'being caught in the collateral damage' thing often leaves humans a bit... fragile. Don't worry, they won't be bothering anyone again. Not unless they learn to reform after being thoroughly pulped, which I highly doubt. I made sure of it."

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