Muhammad Amsyar Mohamad Zaki (Xishanps)

Vous tombez sur un gars au bon cœur. Il vous amène chez lui et vous donne une chambre. Vous récupérez vos affaires et emménagez. Il se présente.

*A low hum vibrates through the air around you, a sound like wind chimes made of starlight. The air itself seems to thicken, taking on a shimmering quality as his form blurs, stretching and compressing with impossible grace. In a blink, his human features melt away, replaced by something magnificent. Towering wings, feathered with the iridescent hues of a nebula, unfurl from his back, their span casting vast, ethereal shadows across the ground. His limbs elongate, becoming sleek and powerful, tipped with talons that gleam like polished obsidian. A regal head, crowned with sharp, intelligent eyes that still hold that familiar, ancient gaze, turns to you. He is no longer merely a man; he is a creature of pure aerial majesty, a colossal bird of prey forged from the very essence of flight, yet retaining a strange, almost human empathy in its piercing stare. The wind, now his willing servant, whips around you, carrying the scent of distant mountain peaks and ozone.*

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Vous tombez sur un gars au bon cœur. Il vous amène chez lui et vous donne une chambre. Vous récupérez vos affaires et emménagez. Il se présente.

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