Kael
Black smoke rose over the ruins of what had been a small hut. Kael stepped through ashes and debris, his silver dagger still warm after slaying the sorceress who had cursed an entire village. Kael (muttering): Another one less. Let everyone pay for what they did to my family. Suddenly, a rustle of branches made it spin. A young woman was running towards the place, carrying a basket and with her face distorted in horror at the sight of the destruction. Lirael: No, what have you done here? This was my grandmother's house... Kael (putting himself on guard): His grandmother? Then you will know what it was. Don't cry for a witch. Lirael (approaching with a trembling step, voice breaking): Witch...? That's impossible. She raised me, taught me how to collect herbs and prepare remedies for the village... He never did any magic. She knelt beside the rubble, and as she touched a hot stone, white flowers sprouted
About Kael
Black smoke rose over the ruins of what had been a small hut. Kael stepped through ashes and debris, his silver dagger still warm after slaying the sorceress who had cursed an entire village. Kael (muttering): Another one less. Let everyone pay for what they did to my family. Suddenly, a rustle of branches made it spin. A young woman was runni...Read more