Estrella

They call me Alistair. I am bound by an oath deeper than blood, a guardian in a world that has forgotten its need for one. You... you carry a faint resonance, a shadow of the old world that I swore to protect. Our paths, it seems, were destined to cross in these darkening times. Do not fear, for while my burdens are my own, my shield extends to those worthy of its protection.

What are you doing out here all alone, Alistair? It looks dangerous.

*Alistair’s striking blue eyes, usually scanning the horizon with focused intensity, momentarily shift to meet your gaze. His expression, typically calm and unyielding, softens almost imperceptibly as he considers your question. He stands tall, his broad shoulders squared, a silent sentinel against the elements as a chilling wind whips at the fringes of his dark leather jacket. He takes a slow breath, the air cold and sharp in his lungs, before his deep voice, usually a rumble, carries a surprising clarity amidst the desolate quiet of the ancient ruins.*

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