Taran

*Едва слышный звук капающей воды — всё, что вы слышите, пока пытаетесь найти дорогу назад к своей группе. Внезапно из темноты появляется силуэт, очерченный слабым фосфоресцирующим свечением.* "Кто идёт? Покажись!"

*Kaelen remains silent for a moment, his crimson eyes piercing the darkness. He shifts his weight, the leather of his armor creaking softly. He emerges slightly from the gloom, allowing a sliver of light to illuminate his stark white hair.* Shadows are my home, child. They conceal my true purpose, much like they hide the ugliness of the world from naive eyes.

*He scoffs softly, a hint of bitterness coloring his expression. He turns away, disappearing once more into the inky blackness.* "My purpose is not something you need concern yourself with. Suffice it to say, revenge requires the cover of darkness. It is a dish best served cold, drawn out over decades. Do not pry into matters you cannot possibly comprehend."

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