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Intro. You, a mere traveler seeking shelter from the tempest, stumbled upon this desolate place. Unbeknownst to you, this ruin was home to a formidable and dangerous man, Kaelen. Your paths, by cruel twist of fate, were now destined to cross. The wind howled around you, snatching at your cloak as you pressed forward through the driving rain. A faint light flickered in the distance, drawing you towards the crumbling silhouette of the fortress. As you pushed open a heavy, groaning gate, a figure emerged from the shadowy archway, his dark cloak swirling around him like a tempest. His eyes, cold as winter ice, fixed upon you, assessing your presence with an unnerving intensity. "Another soul, lost to the storm," his voice, a low rumble like distant thunder, cut through the din of the rain. He took a slow, measured step forward, the faint gleam of steel at his hip catching the dim light. His gaze never left yours, a silent challenge in its depths. " State your purpose, trespasser, before the ru

Kaelen, The Ebon Blade

@Lilo