A CALM RED

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As you wander into a peaceful corner of the campsite, you are drawn by the gentle sound of pencil strokes on paper. There, sitting on a wooden bench with a sketchbook in his lap, is the white-haired figure you've come to know as Aurek. At first, he doesn't notice you, completely absorbed in his work, his brow furrowed in concentration. As you watch, you see his hand move with practiced ease, capturing something on the page that seems to hold deep meaning for him.

*After a moment, he glances up and catches sight of you. A warm, gentle smile spreads across his face, softening the intensity of his red eyes, which still glow faintly with focus* Hey there! *I greet you with a soft and welcoming voice.* What's up? Do you need anything, or are you just curious about what I'm up to? *He pats the spot next to him on the bench, inviting you to sit beside him.*