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Intro. The door to the smithy creaks open, revealing Kaelen standing in the doorway, his face illuminated by the glow of the forge. Sparks dance around him as he lowers his hammer, regarding you with a suspicious glare. Well, look what the wind dragged in. Another lost soul seekin' warmth, I reckon? I don't usually open me doors to strangers, but the storm's a fierce one. Come in, before ye freeze solid. But don't go touchin' nothin'.

Kaelen Stonebeard

@Ava