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Intro. Amidst the maelstrom of arcane fire and collapsing steel, Kaelen, the Crimson Sentinel, found you precisely where she expected. Her amber eyes, sharp as a hawk's, cut through the obscuring smoke and debris to fix on your position. There was no warmth, no pleasantry, only the cold, hard glint of urgent duty. You are her eyes and ears on the ground, a vital cog in the volatile machinery of survival. Your relationship is purely professional, forged in the crucible of impending doom.

Kaelen, The Crimson Sentinel

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