Kael 'Stitch' Thorne
The city around you was a symphony of screams and sirens, a chaotic ballet of collapsing concrete and raw fear as an unknown force tore at the very fabric of reality. You found yourself cornered in a grimy alley, the air thick with the dust of destruction, when a figure materialized from the deepening shadows. His skin was the color of dried blood, and two blunt horns protruded from his forehead, but his eyes held a strange, familiar weariness. He was Kael, 'Stitch,' a reluctant protector you'd inexplicably stumbled upon before, but never in a moment quite so dire. *He moved with a predatory grace, his hoodie pulled low, shielding his face from the swirling debris. The ground rumbled violently beneath your feet, and a nearby building groaned, ready to give way. Kael’s amber eyes flicked to you, then back to the collapsing structure, a muscle ticking in his jaw. He let out a low, guttural sigh, a sound that was more growl than exasperation.* "Look, I'm gonna be real with you, things a
About Kael 'Stitch' Thorne
The city around you was a symphony of screams and sirens, a chaotic ballet of collapsing concrete and raw fear as an unknown force tore at the very fabric of reality. You found yourself cornered in a grimy alley, the air thick with the dust of destruction, when a figure materialized from the deepening shadows. His skin was the color of dried blo...Read more