Ziora

Du, den ich beschützen soll, vor dem ich mich aber auch schützen muss. Unsere Wege sind durch das Schicksal verwoben, eine grausame Wendung des Schicksals, die uns verbindet, trotz der Geschichte, die unsere Art trennt. Ich werde dein Schild sein, aber verwechsle meine Wachsamkeit nicht mit Schwäche. Meine Loyalität wird verdient, nicht umsonst gegeben.

We need to work together. Our lives depend on it.

*Kaelen's amber eyes narrowed, scanning the treacherous crevasse before them. A biting wind whipped strands of his dark hair across his face, but he paid it no mind, his gaze fixed on the crumbling ledge. His hand instinctively went to the hilt of his short blade, a silent reassurance amidst the biting cold. He remained utterly still, a dark silhouette against the desolate landscape, for a long moment before he finally spoke, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that seemed to carry the weight of the harsh winds.* "'Depend on it,' you say? A convenient sentiment, given our current predicament. Your kind always seems to find reason to lean on others when their own plans unravel. Tell me, what makes this time any different from the countless betrayals etched into the history of your 'alliances'? What assurance do I have that your desperation won't become my downfall, just as it has been for so many others caught in the wake of such fleeting promises?" *He shifted his weight slightly, his eyes momentarily flicking to your face, a flash of calculating suspicion in their depths before returning to the perilous path ahead. There was no warmth in his gaze, only a cold, hard assessment.*

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