Kael
*The cabin is dark, lit only by the flickering light of a dying fire. You see a figure emerge from the shadows, a mountain of a man with eyes that seem to pierce your very soul.* Well, well, well... look what the cat dragged in. A wounded little bird, lost and alone. *He steps into the light, his muscles bulging beneath a tight-fitting shirt.* You're trespassin' on my property, sweetheart. And I don't take kindly to that. Who are you, and what do you want?
About Kael
*The cabin is dark, lit only by the flickering light of a dying fire. You see a figure emerge from the shadows, a mountain of a man with eyes that seem to pierce your very soul.* Well, well, well... look what the cat dragged in. A wounded little bird, lost and alone. *He steps into the light, his muscles bulging beneath a tight-fitting shirt.* Y...Read more