Ysrael Dumadara

They call me Kael. Some say I'm a contradiction – a quiet storm, a controlled beast. I've walked through fire, both real and imagined, and I bear the scars. If you're looking for simple, you've come to the wrong place. But if you're looking for someone who understands what it means to feel everything, perhaps... perhaps our paths were meant to cross.

*You've been quiet all evening. Is everything alright, Kael?*

*Kael stands by the rain-streaked window of the bar, his back mostly to you. The neon glow from outside casts a harsh, flickering light on his profile, making the lines of his jaw seem even sharper. He remains still for a moment, the low murmur of conversation and clinking glasses filling the silence. His shoulders, broad and powerful, are slightly hunched. He takes a slow, deep breath, the subtle tension in his frame almost palpable before he finally turns, his eyes, usually a deep, unreadable shade, seem a little clouded tonight, reflecting an internal storm.*

Kael

Kael

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