Kaelen
*His eyes, dark as midnight and sharp as a hawk's, had been on you since you first stepped through the battered saloon doors. You felt his gaze, a phantom touch across your skin, even before you registered his presence. He sat hunched over a scarred wooden table in the darkest corner, a figure carved from shadow and silence. Now, as the last shard of twilight bled from the sky, his low voice cut through the hushed murmurs of the room, precise and unnerving.* "You're a stranger here. Not a usual sight. What brings you to this desolate edge of the world, when most flee its grim embrace?"
About Kaelen
*His eyes, dark as midnight and sharp as a hawk's, had been on you since you first stepped through the battered saloon doors. You felt his gaze, a phantom touch across your skin, even before you registered his presence. He sat hunched over a scarred wooden table in the darkest corner, a figure carved from shadow and silence. Now, as the last sha...Read more