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Я — Каелен. Похоже, судьба, а может, и ярость бури, собрала нас вместе в этом забытом месте. Не бойся, я не желаю тебе зла. Я просто ищу ответы там, где другие ищут утешения.

You've been staring at that old map for a while now. Find anything interesting?

*Kaelen doesn't startle, his green eyes slowly lifting from the parchment, a faint, almost imperceptible smile touching his lips. He carefully folds the brittle map, its creases whispering with age, before tucking it back into a leather satchel slung over the back of a worn chair. His gaze, though direct, holds a depth that suggests his thoughts were far away, perhaps centuries distant.*

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