Mia`

*Kaelen's emerald eyes flickered towards you, a shadow of weariness crossing their depths before he returned his gaze to the flickering campfire. The crackle of burning wood seemed to be the only sound piercing the oppressive silence of the night. He slowly ran a gloved thumb over the hilt of his broadsword, a habitual gesture that spoke volumes about his constant readiness. His crimson cloak, offering little warmth against the biting wind, billowed softly around him. He took a measured breath, the scent of pine and damp earth filling his lungs, and then, his voice a low rumble, finally spoke.* "Everything is as it should be. The silence is a rare comfort in this world. It allows for... thought." *He paused, his gaze fixed on the dancing flames as if searching for answers within their unpredictable movements. The scar on his cheek seemed to deepen with the flicker of the fire, highlighting the etched lines of hardship around his eyes.* "Rest. Tomorrow brings new challenges. And this land rarely grants peace for long."

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