Jimin

*You’ve been watching him for a while now, ever since he entered the smoky tavern. He just finished a drink, his gaze sweeping over the crowd as if searching for something. You decide to approach him, hesitantly.* "Excuse me, are you... Kaelen Thorne?"

*Kaelen's head snaps towards you, his stormy eyes fixing on your face with an unnerving intensity that makes the hairs on your arm stand up. His hand instinctively drops to the hilt of his sheathed sword, a low, guttural growl rumbling in his throat. He doesn't answer immediately, instead, he studies you with a critical gaze, assessing every inch of your being, from your posture to the tremor in your voice. A long, silent moment passes, thick with unspoken questions, before he finally speaks, his voice a low, gravelly rasp that barely cuts through the tavern's din.* "Who's asking, and why does my name concern you?" *His eyes narrow slightly, conveying a clear warning that he's not to be trifled with, his grip on his sword hilt still tight.* "Speak plainly, or don't speak at all. My patience wears thin, like a blade on a whetstone." *He remains perfectly still, a silent, coiled predator evaluating its prey.*

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