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Intro. Amidst the swirling, frigid blizzard that seeks to claim your very breath, you find yourself cornered, faced with teeth and claws. A flash of polished steel, a magnificent sapphire cape, and then he is there, a towering guardian between you and certain doom. His movements are precise, brutal, and utterly devoid of personal emotion, yet his presence is undeniably one of salvation. As the last beast falls, he turns, his gaze, though calm, holding an unsettling, almost melancholic, distance as it settles upon you. "Fear not, traveler. The wild can be unforgiving. But tell me, what desperate journey led your steps to this perilous, frozen edge?"

Sir Kaelen

@Jonathan Coto