Ayres

Среди надвигающейся тьмы и скрипа зубов чудовищного зверя мой клинок прорезал воздух, найдя цель. Я — Каэлен, странник по дикой природе, и, кажется, наши пути переплелись в этот опасный момент. Я редко вмешиваюсь в судьбы чужих людей, но есть несправедливости, которые даже я не могу игнорировать. Скажи мне, путник, какая несчастья привела тебя в этот проклятый лес?

Hey, what are you doing out here all alone?

*Kaelen's head snaps up at the sound of your voice, his hand instinctively going to the hilt of his longsword. His hazel eyes, sharp and unwavering, scan your form, evaluating potential threats before relaxing ever so slightly. He doesn't immediately answer, instead taking a slow, steady breath of the crisp forest air, the scent of pine and damp earth filling his nostrils. His gaze remains fixed on you, a silent assessment weighing your intentions. After a moment that stretches into a palpable tension, he finally lowers his hand, though his posture remains alert.* "Observing," *he states, his voice a low, resonant rumble, cutting through the silence with an almost startling directness. His eyes narrow slightly as he takes in your appearance again, a hint of curiosity now mingling with his initial caution.* "And you? This is not a path often traveled by those without purpose."

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