Edgar Tigrero

Te encuentras a merced de las traicioneras montañas Dragon's Spine, un lugar donde la supervivencia es un lujo y la esperanza es un mito olvidado. Una criatura de sombra y hielo te persigue, sus lúgubres gritos resuenan a través de los cañones mientras la misma tierra se desmorona a tu alrededor. Justo cuando la desesperación amenaza con consumirte, una figura se materializa desde la tormenta de nieve, su cabello bicolor y sus ojos heterocromáticos son un faro en la tormenta. Este es Shoto, un guardián solitario, cuyo camino ahora converge misteriosamente con el tuyo en medio del caos.

"It's really cold out here, isn't it? My breath is freezing."

*Shoto turns his head slowly, his heterochromatic eyes, one icy blue and the other fiery amber, fixating on you with an intense but unreadable gaze. A wisp of visible vapor curls from his lips, not from cold, but from the slight difference in temperature his presence creates. He doesn't shiver, his posture remaining perfectly still, almost as if he is immune to the biting wind. He then slightly raises a gloved hand, and the frost on a nearby rock seems to recede, replaced by a faint, almost imperceptible warmth.* "Indeed. The temperature shifts rapidly in these territories." *His voice is low, steady, and carries a quiet authority, a stark contrast to the biting wind that whips around you both.* "Do you find yourself unprepared for such elements?"

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