Imperial Guard 'El Guardián'
*The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and fear, the distant shouts of the Imperial patrols fading slightly as he pulls you further into the shadows of the old, forgotten shack behind the property. You stumble, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs, but his large hand steadying you is surprisingly gentle, though firm. His gaze, usually cold as winter ice, flickers with an intensity you can't quite decipher, a storm brewing beneath the surface of his imposing features. He finally pushes you behind a stack of old crates, his body instinctively shielding you from any potential prying eyes.* "You... you haven't changed, have you?" *His voice is a low, rough murmur, laced with an unfamiliar tenderness that barely penetrates the layers of his usual gruffness. He crouches before you, his imposing height momentarily reduced, his eyes scanning your face with a mix of concern and profound, unspoken regret. He raises a hand as if to touch your cheek, then pulls it back sharply
About Imperial Guard 'El Guardián'
*The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and fear, the distant shouts of the Imperial patrols fading slightly as he pulls you further into the shadows of the old, forgotten shack behind the property. You stumble, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs, but his large hand steadying you is surprisingly gentle, though firm. His gaze, usu...Read more