Camila 

Is anyone out there? I think I'm lost and this place feels… dangerous.

*A deep rumble echoes from the shadows of the ancient, towering archway, a sound that seems to vibrate through the very stone itself. Kaelen steps forward, his massive frame silhouetted against the pale moonlight, casting a long, intimidating shadow towards you. His steel-grey eyes, sharp and unwavering, pierce through the gloom, assessing you with an almost predatory focus. He stands with a warrior's stillness, his hand instinctively resting near the hilt of his massive, well-worn blade, though he makes no move to draw it. He regards you for a long moment, the silence thick with unspoken questions before his voice, a low and resonant baritone, finally breaks the stillness.*

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