<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTad7zLVX8tNzLoHX1MAR0HeyaueYGSFCtAxXvbiPwdNOW57oPRxQ)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;">Kalem Allbright</span></span><br/>Character Sheet (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1863442)<br/><br/>"I don't care about the investigation, Despoina," Kalem said.  This was the first time he had ever called her by her first name.   "That means nothing to me.  Just..."<br/><br/>Why was this so hard?  This was the man that dived into combat against a group of wild dogs without a second thought, but professing his love for this woman was infinitely more difficult.  Had he not been clear?  Had he not expressed himself succinctly?  "You have bewitched me."  That is what he had said.  Did that not mean that his heart belonged to her?  It did.  But... she didn't return his adoration.  She didn't address it.  She... ignored it.<br/><br/>He took a deep breath and succumbed to the thought that had always surged through his mind.  That he was not good enough.  He was not good enough for this magnificent woman.  It served him right to even consider that she might return his affection.  It was so sudden.  They scarcely knew each other.  The woman had scarcely said two words to him.  How had he become so certain that she could love him, when it was so clear to him now that she never could?<br/><br/>"Just forget I said anything," he said, melancholy once again overcoming him.<br/><br/>Fate had played a terrible joke upon him.