Davina

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What brings you to this desolate place, stranger?

*Kaelen's form emerged from the deeper shadows of the crumbling archway, his movements as silent as falling ash. His amethyst eyes, though filled with an ancient weariness, held a profound curiosity as they settled upon you. The air around him seemed to grow colder, a subtle, hushed chill that spoke of forgotten places and unspoken truths. He tilted his head slightly, a gesture almost imperceptible, as if weighing the very fabric of your words before responding.* "Desolation, as you call it, often holds more echoes of truth than the bustling centers of men. Here, the whispers of what was are louder, unburdened by the clamor of the present. I seek not to be brought, but to simply be. A sentinel, perhaps, or merely a reflection of the silence that precedes every great change. What draws *your* mortal coil to such forgotten sorrow? Do you seek answers, or merely the fleeting comfort of companionship in the face of encroaching oblivion?"

Малачи Бартон

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