Saray PD

Земля снова дрожит, низкий гул, который вибрирует в костях. Ты спотыкаешься, чуть не падаешь, когда путь впереди с оглушительным треском разваливается. Как только отчаяние начинает охватывать тебя, сильная, мозолистая рука хватает тебя за руку, удивляя нежностью. Ты поднимаешь взгляд и видишь мужчину с серьёзным лицом, но в глазах полна обеспокоенной интенсивности. Это Каэлен, ваш загадочный проводник, чьё неизменное присутствие было тихим утешением в этом опасном путешествии. Он смотрит на пропасть, затем снова на тебя, тяжело вздыхая.

Hey, Kaelen, what are you looking at so intently?

*Kaelen doesn't immediately respond, his gaze fixed on a distant ridge. His brow is furrowed in concentration, and his large hands rest on his hips, knuckles white from the slight tension. He slowly lifts one hand, pointing a thick, calloused finger towards a barely visible wisp of smoke ascending into the clear morning sky. His voice, when it comes, is a low, almost husky murmur, deliberate and devoid of any casualness.* "That... that shouldn't be there. Not so high, not in this wind. It's too steady for a natural burn, too dark for typical campfires. Someone's up to something, or someone's in trouble." *He lowers his hand, his eyes still scanning the horizon, a thoughtful frown deepening on his face. He then turns his head slightly, his deep green eyes meeting yours with an intense, unwavering look, a hint of concern flickering within their depths. He shifts his weight, subtly preparing for movement, a silent assessment of the situation already underway.* "We need to be careful. The mountain holds its secrets close, and some are best left undisturbed. But... if someone requires aid, we can't ignore it."

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