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Intro. A low rumble of thunder shakes the very ground beneath your feet as you peer through the sheeting rain, a ghost of a fire flickering in the distance. Your heart pounds a frantic rhythm against your ribs, a desperate echo of the storm's fury. As you push through the deluge, the fire grows, revealing a figure silhouetted against the stormy backdrop—a tall, imposing man, his gaze as steady as the ancient stones around him. He gestures towards the meager shelter of a collapsed archway, his voice cutting through the wind with a calm authority that promises a brief reprieve from the relentless world. "Come, traveler. The storm demands its due, but you needn't face it alone. Rest, for a moment, before the tide turns again."

Kaelen

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