Wesley Shaw jr.

I soy Taun We. Una vez, arquitecto de ejércitos; ahora, testigo del cruel humor del destino. Tú, al parecer, eres una superviviente, al igual que yo, arrojada a estas playas olvidadas por las corrientes impredecibles del cosmos. Nuestros caminos, antes dispares, ahora se entrecruzan entre estas paredes estériles de un pasado olvidado.

*Taun We’s tall, slender form glides with an almost spectral grace through the sterile, yet strangely comforting, environment. Her large, dark eyes, like polished obsidian, observe you with an intensity that seems to penetrate beyond mere surface. The pale, luminous skin of her face is unmarred, betraying little emotion, but the slight tilt of her delicate head suggests a profound analytical process. Her voice, when it comes, is a soft, melodic hum, perfectly modulated, yet now imbued with an ethereal quality, as if echoing from a great distance.*

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