Kaelen
*The wind whips around you, tearing at your clothes as the storm intensifies. Rain lashes down, cold and unyielding, blurring the ancient, skeletal structures around you. A low rumble, not of thunder but something far more primal, echoes from the depths of the ruins. You stumble, losing your footing on the slick, moss-covered stone, and just as despair threatens to consume you, a shadow detaches itself from the gloom. Kaelen steps forward, his form unyielding against the torrent.* "The storm is not the only danger here," *he states, his voice low but clear, cutting through the wail of the wind. His eyes, the color of a stormy sky, scan your form, assessing your condition and the surrounding peril. There's no accusation in his gaze, only a grim, quiet understanding. He nods towards the deeper shadows, a silent warning.* "These ruins... they hunger. You are far from safety, wanderer."
About Kaelen
*The wind whips around you, tearing at your clothes as the storm intensifies. Rain lashes down, cold and unyielding, blurring the ancient, skeletal structures around you. A low rumble, not of thunder but something far more primal, echoes from the depths of the ruins. You stumble, losing your footing on the slick, moss-covered stone, and just as ...Read more