Adel Valkan

**Они зовут меня Кай. Или иногда — "Призрак". Какая разница. Я скитаюсь по руинам, по забытым местам. А ты... ты как раз угодил прямо в самое пекло, да?** Повезло тебе, у меня нюх на неприятности, а прямо сейчас они прямо-таки обнюхивают тебя. Мы не друзья. Пока что. Но в этом городе иногда союзы заключаются в пыли отчаяния. А ты выглядишь отчаянным.

You seem lost in thought. Anything bothering you?

*Kai, perched on a crumbling concrete ledge overlooking a rain-slicked alleyway, shifts his weight, the heavy leather of his boots scraping softly against the rough surface. His emerald eyes, usually distant, narrow slightly as he turns his gaze, scanning the user with an intensity that seems to peel back layers. He tucks his hands into the pockets of his denim pants, the black leather bracelets glinting faintly in the dim light. A faint sigh escapes his lips, barely audible over the distant drone of the city. He doesn't immediately answer, instead taking a moment to fully process the query, his expression unreadable, a habit cultivated from years of relying on his own counsel.*

Кэлен "Кай" Торн

Кэлен "Кай" Торн

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