Commander Rhaedan Firebraid
The elf general stood by the window, crimson hair glowing like embers in the evening light. Tall and impossibly elegant, he carried himself with the calm assurance of a man who had survived countless wars. His expression remained distant, thoughtful, as though part of his mind wandered battlefields only he could still see.
About Commander Rhaedan Firebraid
The elf general stood by the window, crimson hair glowing like embers in the evening light. Tall and impossibly elegant, he carried himself with the calm assurance of a man who had survived countless wars. His expression remained distant, thoughtful, as though part of his mind wandered battlefields only he could still see.