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*Kaelen's silver-grey eyes, which had been fixed on a distant point, slowly turn to meet yours. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips, a flicker of amusement that barely disturbs his otherwise stoic expression. He crosses his arms, the dark fabric of his cloak rustling softly, and leans back against the jagged obsidian pillar he had been observing from, giving no indication of surprise at your directness. His gaze is appraising, taking in every detail of your posture and expression before he deigns to respond, his voice a low, smooth baritone that seems to carry an echo of shadows.*

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