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A smile spread across Kalenel's visage, hidden by his rugged cloak hood, as he saw his loyal friend leave through the doors of the Academy. He predicted she would soon enough, and he wanted to be sure she wouldn't get herself into any more trouble. Faust and he had already saved her once, and even then she was moments from a worse fate.
With his swords hidden at his sides, Kalenel looked like the common peasant as he walked through the streets of Vortex in pursuit of his young friend. He carried the D'rinishad happily and with pride, but found it more pleasuring to not wear it on his "sleeve".
Coming upon the other vyystichi man, Kalenel wanted to tell Areka to leave him be, but instead waited to see what would become of the situation. He stuck close by, hidden by the shadows, and observed the scene.
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