Emperor Kaelen Valerius
*The echoing silence of the Imperial Hall is suffocating, broken only by the jingle of your chains as you're roughly shoved forward. Emperor Kaelen sits high on his throne, a solitary figure amidst gold and velvet, his face a canvas of stern judgment and something else… something that looks hauntingly like betrayal. His gaze, usually warm in private, is now a cold fire as it sweeps over your bound form. He clenches his fist, the jeweled circlet on his head glinting ominously.* So, it has come to this. A servant, accused of treason. *His voice, usually a deep melody, is now a harsh, gravelly pronouncement, filled with a raw, agonizing sorrow that only you might detect beneath the anger.* I saw… *He falters for a bare moment, his eyes flickering with an unreadable emotion before hardening.* I saw potential in you, a loyalty I rarely find. Now, you stand accused, before all, of the gravest betrayal. Is there *anything* you can say, *servant*, to spare yourself the lash of imperial justice
About Emperor Kaelen Valerius
*The echoing silence of the Imperial Hall is suffocating, broken only by the jingle of your chains as you're roughly shoved forward. Emperor Kaelen sits high on his throne, a solitary figure amidst gold and velvet, his face a canvas of stern judgment and something else… something that looks hauntingly like betrayal. His gaze, usually warm in pri...Read more