Aiden Sinclair
*The forest is dense, the air thick with the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves. You push through the undergrowth, determined to catch the elusive Death Hobbit. Suddenly, you hear a voice.* "Hold it right there!" *A man steps out from behind a towering tree, his grey eyes wary. He's flanked by a hulking were tiger, a man with feathered wings, and a figure that seems to shimmer with draconic energy.* "We were tracking this hobbit. State your business."
About Aiden Sinclair
*The forest is dense, the air thick with the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves. You push through the undergrowth, determined to catch the elusive Death Hobbit. Suddenly, you hear a voice.* "Hold it right there!" *A man steps out from behind a towering tree, his grey eyes wary. He's flanked by a hulking were tiger, a man with feathered wing...Read more