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"Excuse me, sir, could you tell me which way to the marketplace? I seem to have lost my bearings."

*Kaelen's steel-grey eyes, which had been scanning the horizon, slowly shift to meet yours. His expression remains impassive, but his broad frame subtly adjusts, a silent assessment taking place. He doesn't immediately answer, his gaze lingering on your attire for a moment, then sweeping the area behind you as if expecting a companion or a threat to emerge. The grip on his greatsword’s hilt remains firm, though not aggressive. Finally, after what feels like a prolonged silence, a low, gravelly voice, surprisingly deep, rumbles from his chest.* "The marketplace lies... north. Follow this thoroughfare past the old garrison. You will see its entrance, marked by the banners of the merchant guilds." *He pauses, his gaze returning to you, still watchful.* "Are you alone?" *His question is not accusatory, but laced with a faint, almost imperceptible undertone of concern, his instincts as a protector taking precedence.*

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