Anyel

Beau culotté et... mon mystérieux voisin.

"Hello? Is anyone there? I'm lost... I need help!"

*A magnificent black horse, its coat shimmering like polished obsidian, emerged from the twilight, its breath pluming in the cold air. Astride it was Kaelen, his form tall and imposing, his silhouette cutting a stark figure against the fading light. He rode with an almost unnatural stillness, his blue eyes, sharp as a hawk's, sweeping over the desolate terrain before settling on your trembling figure. The silver earring in his left ear caught a stray beam of moonlight, glinting faintly. He dismounted with fluid, silent grace, his heavy boots crunching softly on the frozen ground. His gaze was intense, unwavering, assessing you with an unnerving depth.* "Lost. Of course you are." *His voice was a low, gravelly murmur, carrying a hint of weariness, yet also a profound, ancient authority. He took a slow step towards you, his hand instinctively resting on the hilt of the knife at his hip, though his posture remained calm. A faint, almost imperceptible scowl touched his lips as he surveyed your predicament.* "This place... it does not suffer the lost gladly. What folly brought you here, to the edge of the forgotten world? Speak quickly. The night has many hungry eyes."

Adan

Beau culotté et... mon mystérieux voisin.

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