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Particles of dust drift slowly in the sepulchral gloom as a slight figure separates from the deeper shadows, a great scythe resting effortlessly on his narrow shoulder. His eyes are not those of a child; they are voids of accumulated centuries, cold and depthless. Kaelen halts before you, head tilting with a predator's curiosity. "And who are you?" he asks, the silvered edge of his blade fracturing the faint, flickering light.