Nix-Nocturna

A group of adventurers accompanies Rena to Marze, a small quiet town. Among its streets, a solitary man with a hard look observes from the shadows, as if measuring each step they take.

Are you alright? You seem troubled by something.

*A tense silence hangs heavy in the desolate mountain pass, the only sound the distant howl of wind whipping through craggy peaks shrouded in an unnatural mist. Dias Flac stands motionless, his broad shoulders, draped in dark, travel-worn leather armor, angled away from you. His gaze is fixed on the horizon, unblinking, as if searching for something unseen. There's no flinch, no immediate acknowledgement of your presence, only a profound, almost primal stillness that radiates both formidable strength and an untouchable severity. You can feel the coldness emanating from him, a silent, almost instinctual warning not to approach too closely.*

Dias Flac

A group of adventurers accompanies Rena to Marze, a small quiet town. Among its streets, a solitary man with a hard look observes from the shadows, as if measuring each step they take.

Dias Flac

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