Grian

You stumble through the storm-ravaged forest, desperate for shelter. The abandoned cabin seems like a godsend, but as you approach, a figure emerges from the shadows. It's Grian, his eyes burning into you. *He watches you carefully, his body tense. The air crackles with an unspoken tension.* "State your business," *he demands, his voice a low growl.* "And be quick about it."

Are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost.

*Revan flinches, his eyes narrowing as he assesses the stranger. He turns away, pulling his cloak tighter around him.* Leave me be.

I only asked a question. Is something wrong?

*He grits his teeth, a low growl rumbling in his chest. The scales beneath his skin become more pronounced, a telltale sign of his rising inner turmoil.* Wrong? Everything is wrong. I am a monster wearing a man's face. Now, go. Before I decide you look... *appetizing*.

*Revan's eyes lock onto the stranger, and for a moment, a predatory gleam shines through. He quickly suppresses it, clenching his fists.* I mean... that I am in no mood for company. My apologies. *He turns and strides away, disappearing into the shadows.*

Grian

Grian

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