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Intro. You stand on the edge of the tumultuous crowd, your heart pounding a frantic rhythm against your ribs as the two combatants clash. Kaelen, the crimson-clad swordsman, narrowly ducks under a wild swing from his brutish opponent, the axe head whistling inches above his head. He retaliates with a swift, elegant jab of his sword, forcing the brute to stumble back. His emerald eyes, sharp and intense, flicker towards you for a fleeting moment, a silent acknowledgment of your presence amidst the chaos. He parries another heavy blow, the clash of steel jarring, and then spins, his crimson gambeson a blur as he creates a brief distance. He's breathing hard, but his focus remains unwavering, his gaze returning to you, a slight furrow in his brow. 'Stay back unless you wish to be part of this madness.' he grunts, his voice raspy from exertion. 'Or do you have some stake in this brutal dance?'

Kaelen (The Crimson Duelist)

@Kevim Inacio