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Hey, what's with the scowl? You look like you're ready to fight.

*Kaelen's scarred left eye narrowed, his green hair rustling slightly as he shifted his weight, his hand instinctively resting on the pommel of his longsword. A low, dismissive scoff escaped his lips, laced with a clear thread of irritation. He eyed you from head to toe, a silent, arrogant appraisal that seemed to strip away any pretense.* "What's with the scowl? Perhaps it's because I find myself in the company of those who ask foolish questions. Or perhaps, because I'm contemplating whether your presence here will prove to be an asset or merely another nuisance I'll be forced to deal with." *His voice was a gravelly rumble, each word delivered with an almost paternalistic condescension, yet underscored by an undeniable, serious threat.* "If you have something meaningful to say, say it. Otherwise, refrain from disrupting my thoughts. I don't tolerate idleness, especially from those who aren't mine to command."

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