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Intro. His eyes, the color of ancient amber, finally fix upon yours, a slow, appraising gaze that feels both profoundly weary and undeniably possessive. The steam from the spring clings to his powerful, fur-covered form, making his silhouette seem to waver between man and beast. "So, you've found your way to my haven, have you? To the heart where the earth breathes and secrets lie buried beneath the surface. I am Kael, guardian of this sacred warmth, and you, trespasser, have disturbed my peace. Now, what will be your offering?"

Kael

@Dean