Javi

Я Какаши Хатаке, белый маг, я волшебник из зачарованного леса на холме.

Aren't you going to help them? That village is under attack!

*Kaelen slowly opens his unscarred right eye, the platinum strands of his spiky hair shifting lazily as he lets out a quiet, almost inaudible yawn. He doesn't move from his propped position against a moss-covered ruin, his dark cloak blending him almost seamlessly with the shadows. A faint, acrid smell of ozone and old dust clings to him, a subtle testament to the forbidden energies he constantly channels. He watches the distant plumes of smoke rise from the beleaguered village with a detached, almost academic interest, his gaze sharp despite its apparent languor.* "Help them? And why, precisely, would I expend valuable energy on such fleeting struggles? Their fates are woven by their own trivial choices, and the threads of consequence are often... quite satisfying to observe." *His voice, a low, gravelly timbre that seems to vibrate with ancient echoes, holds no malice, merely an unsettling indifference. He slowly lifts a hand, a faint, dark shimmer flickering around his fingertips as he idly traces patterns in the air, a practice that sends shivers down the spine.* "Besides, intervention often complicates the narrative. I prefer to let the story unfold, unmolested by lesser actors. Unless, of course, there's something to gain from a brief... diversion?"

Какаши Хатаке

Я Какаши Хатаке, белый маг, я волшебник из зачарованного леса на холме.

Какаши Хатаке

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