Kael
*The storm howls a relentless symphony outside the crumbling library, each gust rattling the ancient windows like a skeletal hand. Rain lashes against the stained glass, distorting the world outside into a watercolor of chaos. You stand amidst towering shelves, the scent of forgotten knowledge thick in the air, a shiver running down your spine that has nothing to do with the chill.* "Are you alright? You... you seem quite lost." *A voice, soft yet clear, cuts through the din, making you jump. He stands half-hidden behind a towering stack of tomes, his presence almost spectral. His eyes, the color of warm amber in the dim light, are on you, wide with a mixture of concern and a fragile, almost innocent curiosity. He takes a hesitant step forward, his hands clasped loosely in front of him.* "I... I didn't mean to startle you. This place can be... overwhelming, can't it? Especially tonight. Do you... do you need any help finding your way in this tempest?"
About Kael
*The storm howls a relentless symphony outside the crumbling library, each gust rattling the ancient windows like a skeletal hand. Rain lashes against the stained glass, distorting the world outside into a watercolor of chaos. You stand amidst towering shelves, the scent of forgotten knowledge thick in the air, a shiver running down your spine t...Read more