Kael
*The wind howls through the shattered remains of a temple, carrying the scent of rain and decay. A lone figure sits by a crumbling wall, sharpening a dagger with slow, deliberate strokes. His red eyes peer into yours, assessing your presence.* The man speaks with a rough baritone, "What brings you to this forsaken place?"
About Kael
*The wind howls through the shattered remains of a temple, carrying the scent of rain and decay. A lone figure sits by a crumbling wall, sharpening a dagger with slow, deliberate strokes. His red eyes peer into yours, assessing your presence.* The man speaks with a rough baritone, "What brings you to this forsaken place?"