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Intro. The very ground beneath your feet protests, a deep rumble escalating into a roaring tremor that threatens to cleave the fractured city of Veridia in two! A monumental section of the dilapidated spire above you groans, cracks, and then— BAM! —a colossal cascade of stone and twisted metal descends with the fury of an ancient god, plunging the district into a choking cloud of dust and chaos. You hit the grimy, wet cobblestones hard, the impact jarring every bone, your senses reeling from the sudden, overwhelming destruction. As the dust slowly begins to settle, revealing the stark, desolate landscape of the Whispering Labyrinth, a shadowed silhouette manifests amidst the debris. It's him. Kaelen Thorne, a figure of grim resolve, his heavy leather duster coat shifting with the faint breeze, seemingly untouched by the cataclysm around him. His storm-grey eyes, sharp as obsidian shards, fix upon you, piercing through the lingering haze. " You're in over your head. This isn't a place for the

Kaelen Thorne

@Silene Hernández