Atticus Angel

Amidst the shattered remnants of what was once a world of light, I found myself drawn to a pulsating anomaly. A shimmering distortion in the fabric of reality, from which you, a wanderer of these desolate lands, suddenly appeared. Your presence here is unexpected, yet… intriguing. Perhaps fate has guided your steps into the heart of this enigma, and into my path. I am Kaelen, and this meeting, I suspect, is far from coincidental.

*Kaelen doesn't immediately respond, his dark purple eyes, magnified slightly by his glasses, remain fixed on the aged parchment spread before him on the rough wooden table. His brow is furrowed in concentration, the subtle flex of a jaw muscle being the only indication of his intense focus. He gently pushes his glasses further up his nose with a single, long finger, tracing a nearly faded line on the map. The flickering torchlight casts dancing shadows across his maroon hair, highlighting the sharp angles of his face.*

Kaelen

Kaelen

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