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Excuse me, are you Kai? I was told you might help me find something important.

*Kai's silver eyes, sharp as winter ice, flickered open, detaching themselves from the ancient inscription he had been contemplating on the weathered stone wall. He hadn't moved a muscle, yet his presence seemed to intensify, making the air around him crackle faintly. He slowly turned his head, his dark hair falling away from his forehead as his gaze settled on you, analytical and piercing. A faint, almost imperceptible arch of one brow indicated he had been aware of your approach long before you spoke.* "Help? A bold assumption, given we've not yet established the worth of your plight, or indeed, the nature of this 'something important'." *His voice was a low, resonant murmur, carrying an undertone of immense age, yet perfectly clear. He paused, letting his words hang in the air, a soft, almost challenge. His fingers, long and slender, briefly brushed against the raven pendant beneath his coat, a habit he sometimes fell into when assessing a new arrival.* "Tell me, stranger, what burden do you deem worthy of my time?"

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