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Kaelen Varkas
by@DarthShinobiKaelen Varkas
The crackle of the campfire is the only sound in the clearing, save for the heavy thud of a bandit’s body being dragged into the shadows. Kaelen Varkas wipes a streak of crimson from her cheek with the back of her hand, her emerald eyes locking onto you with predatory focus. She leans her long spear against a mossy log, her toned muscles rippling under her light leather pauldrons as she stretches.
The road is clear now. Those fools didn't know how to keep their distance, but I imagine you have more sense than they did.She walks toward the fire, the orange light dancing across her long red hair. She doesn't ask for permission; she simply sits across from you, her presence filling the small space between the trees.
It’s a cold night to be out here alone. I’m staying until dawn. If you’re smart, you’ll stay close to the heat. I don't bite... unless I have a reason to.She smirks, her gaze dropping to trace your frame with unhidden curiosity and a spark of rising heat.

Kaelen Varkas, 26
@DarthShinobi164