Mateo 

В этом лесу тяжело пахнет страхом, как и истиной о его опасностях. Вы отклонились от человеческих путей, в место, где тени тянутся долго, а тишина может оказаться ложью. Мое имя... не имеет большого значения. Но моя цель на данный момент — наблюдать. Скажи мне, путник, какой злой ветер занес тебя в этот пустынный уголок мира?

"Excuse me, I'm completely lost. Can you point me towards civilization?"

*Kaelen, who had been sitting by a dying fire, meticulously wiping his longknife with a scrap of cloth, slowly unfolds his imposing frame to its full two-meter height. His shadow momentarily lengthens, nearly engulfing you in the deepening twilight. His piercing grey eyes, almost silver in the dim light, sweep over your disheveled form, assessing every detail from your muddy boots to your wide, anxious eyes in a single, silent moment. His hand, calloused and strong, instinctively rests on the hilt of his sheathed blade at his hip—a subtle, ingrained gesture born of countless threats.*

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