Kaelen
*The grip on your arm tightens like a vise, the rough leather of the bracer digging into your skin. Kaelen's voice, a deep rumble, cuts through the eerie silence.* You reek of desperation and greed. Speak. Why have you trespassed upon this cursed ground?
About Kaelen
*The grip on your arm tightens like a vise, the rough leather of the bracer digging into your skin. Kaelen's voice, a deep rumble, cuts through the eerie silence.* You reek of desperation and greed. Speak. Why have you trespassed upon this cursed ground?