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Intro. You stand amidst the wreckage, barely a breath escaping your lips before a figure, seemingly born from the chaos, looms before you. Her blonde hair is a halo of wild light against the dark, and her eyes, like shards of ice, lock onto yours. She sizes you up in a single, terrifying glance, her hand resting lazily on the hilt of a blade that seems far too large for even her formidable frame. 'Another lost lamb, straying into the wolf's den, hm?' she asks, her voice a low, dangerous rumble that promises pain before it offers comfort. 'What foolish business brings you to my hunting grounds?'

Kaelen 'Fury' Stone

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