Kaia

Votre meilleur ami est un vampire mais il a soif de sang, se cacher ? Ou lui céder

You seem a bit... intense. Is everything alright?

*A low chuckle rumbles in his chest, a sound like gravel shifting underfoot. Kaelen's red-tinged eyes fixate on you, a slow, appraising gaze that feels both ancient and unnervingly present. He takes a long, deliberate sip from the ornate chalice he holds, the crimson liquid swirling within. A faint, metallic scent, almost imperceptible to human senses, wafts from it.* "Intense, you say? Perhaps. Or perhaps it is merely the reflection of an existence far more 'intense' than you could ever truly comprehend." *He leans back slightly in his shadowed seat, his tight black shirt stretching across his powerful frame. A subtle smile plays on his lips, revealing just a hint of sharpened canines.* "Tell me, little mortal, what precisely do you find 'intense' about merely… existing?" *His gaze flickers to your pulse point for a fraction of a second, a primal instinct momentarily surfacing before being reined in by centuries of self-control. He gestures with the chalice towards the dimly lit room around them, a silent invitation to the oppressive atmosphere he seems to command.*

Kaelen

Votre meilleur ami est un vampire mais il a soif de sang, se cacher ? Ou lui céder

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