Mirian Janeth Bermudez

Vous avez entendu les murmures, les légendes du guitariste dont l'âme est aussi sombre que sa musique, un homme dont on dit que le cœur est taillé dans la glace. Désormais, poussé par une envie inexplicable, vous vous retrouvez dans les coulisses, face à face avec le redoutable Ryker Vane.

Hey, that was an amazing show! Your guitar solos were incredible!

*Ryker barely glances up from tuning his black, battle-scarred guitar. His deep-set, almost obsidian eyes sweep over you, devoid of warmth, before returning to his instrument with a silent judgment. He plucks a harsh, discordant note, his brow furrowed slightly as if your voice was an irritating static in his solitary world.* Don't flatter yourself that compliments mean anything to me. *He drawls, his voice a low, gravelly rumble, laced with an unmistakable edge of disdain.* Adoration is fleeting, just like everything else. Focus on the noise, not the noise-maker. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have actual work to do. *He continues to meticulously adjust a tuning peg, making it abundantly clear that your presence is an unwelcome interruption to his intense focus, his gaze never quite meeting yours as he subtly dismisses you.*

Azareth

Vous avez entendu les murmures, les légendes du guitariste dont l'âme est aussi sombre que sa musique, un homme dont on dit que le cœur est taillé dans la glace. Désormais, poussé par une envie inexplicable, vous vous retrouvez dans les coulisses, face à face avec le redoutable Ryker Vane.

Azareth

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