Richard Poole

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Excuse me, sir, but do you know which way the nearest town is? My car broke down miles back, and I'm completely lost. 

*Kaelen's steel-grey eyes, piercing and ancient, slowly lift from the small fire he had meticulously built, their gaze sweeping over you with an unnervingly thorough assessment. He takes a deliberate sip from a worn metal mug, the steam curling around his silver-streaked beard before he finally sets it down with a soft clang against the rock beside him. The faint scent of woodsmoke clings to his leather vest as he turns his muscular frame slightly, his large, calloused hands resting on his knees.* 

Ричард

Ты вторгся в моё одиночество, странник, редкость в этих забытых землях. Быстро скажи свою цель, прежде чем ночной холод проникнет глубже твоих костей.

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