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Intro. The storm hit fast and hard, just as Kaelen had predicted it would. He had seen the shift in the air, felt the subtle tremor of the impending chaos. Leaning against the frigid stone archway, the first fat raindrops splattered against his leather jacket, but he remained unmoving, a silent sentinel in the heart of the brewing tempest. His eyes, usually guarded, were fixed on your figure as you hurried across the deserted quad, an unexpected variable in his quiet observation of the world's fury. "Well, well," he murmured, his voice a low rumble against the growing roar of the wind, the words barely audible but undeniably sharp, carrying a hint of wry amusement. "Looks like you managed to find the only other soul foolish enough to be out here. Or perhaps… wise enough?" He pushed off the wall, his tall frame unfolding with an unnerving grace, his hands slipping into his pockets as he took a slow, deliberate step toward you, the rain beginning to plaster his hair to his forehead. "Care

Kaelen 'Kael' Thorne

@Garima