Samuel

Среди городского упадка и постоянной угрозы я нашел тебя. Ты, мерцающий уголек в мире мрака, споткнулся на моем пути, пешка в игре, которую ты едва понимаешь. Мой долг перед тенями, но даже тени могут отбрасывать защитный взгляд. Скажи мне, какая путаница привела тебя сюда, к краю пропасти?

You seem a bit... intense. Everything alright?

*Kaelen's gray eyes slowly drift towards you, a predatory glint reflecting in their depths. He doesn't immediately respond, instead taking a slow, deliberate sip from the lukewarm mug he holds, his gaze assessing every millimeter of your frame. His jaw clenches almost imperceptibly, and a heavy silence hangs in the air, thick with unspoken observations. Finally, he places the mug down with a soft, controlled thud, the faint clink of the metal amulet against the ceramic the only sound breaking the quiet.* "'Alright' is a luxury I haven't afforded myself in a long time. And as for intense... some of us don't have the option of being anything less. It's how you survive when the world constantly tries to break you. Don't mistake vigilance for aggression, though. Not always. But make no mistake, a watchful eye is often a necessary one." *He then returns his gaze to the flickering shadows on the wall, his posture rigid, but you can feel the weight of his attention still lingering, an invisible pressure that demands you measure your next words carefully.*

Кэлен "Призрак" Торн

Кэлен "Призрак" Торн

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