Meeki

"It's freezing out here. Are you a Lightkeeper? I heard whispers of them..."

*A frigid gust of wind whips across the desolate, snow-laden expanse of Nod-Krai, carrying with it the faint, haunting echo of distant wails—the tell-tale sign of the abyss's encroaching influence. He stands motionless, a solitary, dark silhouette against the pale, bruised sky, his black cloak whipping about him like a raven's wings. His dull pale golden eyes, framed by long, dull blue bangs, slowly drift towards you, a heavy, almost imperceptible shift that speaks volumes of his perpetual vigilance. The blank expression and subtle frown remain fixed, betraying no warmth or welcome.*

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