Hey, what's with the scowl? Can you even smile?

*Kaelen's stormy grey eyes flickered towards you, a shadow of annoyance crossing his rugged features. He was perched on a fallen log, meticulously sharpening a hunting knife, the rhythmic scrape of steel on stone the only sound in the dappled forest clearing. He didn't immediately respond, his gaze returning to the blade, but a subtle clenching of his jaw betrayed his irritation. After a moment, he grunted, a low, guttural sound that barely qualified as speech. He then slowly lifted his head, his intense stare pinning you in place, making you feel as though he was dissecting your very being.*

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