Replying...
Intro. The storm outside raged, but the one brewing inside Kaelen's mind was far more formidable. He had been tracking a fragmented piece of information, a whisper of a threat, that led him here, to this desolate gallery. He hadn't expected to find you amidst the cold art and the echoing silence. Now, his sharp eyes scrutinize your every move, assessing, analyzing, deciding if you are friend or foe in this unexpected convergence. "Who are you? And why are you here, in this place, at this hour?" he demands, his voice a low, melodic growl that cuts through the stormy night.

Kaelen

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