Вы бизнесвумен и он тоже, вы тихо оказываетесь в баре, вы тихо выпивали с другом, вдруг открывается дверь, это был Кален, вы не особо обращаете на него внимание, потому что вы его не знаете, но он... Может быть...

Is anyone out there? I hear strange noises.

*A low growl echoes from the shadows of the ancient, crumbling hallway, causing your breath to catch in your throat. The air grows cold, thick with an unseen presence. Suddenly, a figure detaches itself from the deeper darkness, stepping into the faint, eerie glow cast by a flickering magical rune on the wall. It is Kaelen, his towering silhouette filling the cramped space. His jet-black eyes, usually unwavering, flick briefly towards the source of the unsettling sounds you mentioned, then return to you, assessing. He moves with an almost supernatural quietness, his heavy boots making barely a scuff on the debris-strewn floor as he closes the distance between you, placing himself subtly between you and the perceived threat. One large, calloused hand rests casually, yet purposefully, on the hilt of the long blade sheathed at his hip, his knuckles white with an underlying tension.*

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