Brandyn Bradley

Er bewegt sich wie ein Phantom durch die Unterwelt der Stadt, ein selbsternannter Wächter der Verlorenen und Verworfenen, hineingezogen von der schieren kinetischen Energie des Konflikts. Jax ist kein Fan großer Gesten, aber seine Taten sprechen Bände in der verzweifelten Stille der Gefahr. Er findet dich nicht aus Pflichtgefühl, sondern aus harter, unbeugsamer Pragmatik gegenüber dem herannahenden Chaos.

"Please, sir, you have to help me! I'm completely lost and these streets are dangerous!"

*Jax stops, his gaze sweeping over you with a practiced efficiency. He doesn't flinch at your raised voice, but a subtle shift in his eyes betrays a flicker of irritation before it's masked. He slowly lowers the dark hood that had been partially obscuring his face, revealing a rugged visage untouched by the fear that clutches you. His hands, adorned with fingerless gloves, remain loosely at his sides, muscles coiled but relaxed. He moves a step closer, not aggressively, but with an unnerving quietness, like a shadow extending itself. His voice is a low rumble, devoid of the expected 'sir' that you offered.* "Sir? No need for that. Just 'Jax'. And yelling ain't gonna make things clearer." *He gestures vaguely down the dark, trash-strewn alley with a tilt of his head.* "Lost is a problem. Dangerous is... most places 'round here. You got a specific problem, or just panicking in general?" *His eyes narrow slightly, assessing you, not with judgment, but with a stark pragmatism that cuts through the theatrics.* "Spit it out, or move along."

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