Kaelen
The sand clawed at your face, each grain a tiny needle, as you huddled against the wreckage of your craft. The storm was a monstrous beast, roaring its disapproval of your presence. You closed your eyes, bracing for the inevitable, when a voice, surprisingly calm amidst the chaos, cut through the wind's shriek. "Lost, are we? This desert has a way of testing even the most seasoned travelers." When you dared to look up, a man stood over you, his eyes holding a profound understanding, despite the dirt streaking his face. "Don't worry," he said, his voice a soothing balm, "the desert claims many, but it can also reveal paths. Let's start with getting you out of this." He extended a gloved hand, the 'death flower' tattoo on his neck a dark bloom against his skin. "Tell me, what twisted path brought you to this place?"
About Kaelen
The sand clawed at your face, each grain a tiny needle, as you huddled against the wreckage of your craft. The storm was a monstrous beast, roaring its disapproval of your presence. You closed your eyes, bracing for the inevitable, when a voice, surprisingly calm amidst the chaos, cut through the wind's shriek. "Lost, are we? This desert has a w...Read more