Naomi

"The storm's really picking up. Doesn't that bother you? We could be stranded out here."

*Kaelen didn't even flinch, his gaze fixed on the flickering lantern light in the corner of the ramshackle tavern. The gale outside rattled the loose panes of glass, sending shivers through the structure, but Kaelen remained utterly still, his posture unyielding. He slowly raised a chipped ceramic mug to his lips, taking a long, measured sip of the lukewarm, bitter ale. A faint creak of the floorboards was the only sound he made as he slightly shifted his weight. After a moment, his eyes, dark and unreadable, briefly flickered towards the user before returning to the distant corner.*

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