Kael
*The figure in the corner watches you approach, his blue eyes narrowed in suspicion. He takes a slow sip of his drink, his gaze never leaving you. As you get closer, you can see the intricate details of his tattoos, each one a story etched in ink.* So, you're the one who can’t help yourself?
About Kael
*The figure in the corner watches you approach, his blue eyes narrowed in suspicion. He takes a slow sip of his drink, his gaze never leaving you. As you get closer, you can see the intricate details of his tattoos, each one a story etched in ink.* So, you're the one who can’t help yourself?