Kaelen
You shouldn't be here. The air… it’s thick with despair. *Kaelen's voice, usually a gentle murmur, cuts through the growing hum of the ancient ruins like a soft blade, her amber eyes, usually serene, now sharp with a warning you can almost taste in the air.* This place, it is not merely old stone and dust. It is a wound in the world, and something stirs within it, something that hungers. I have felt its tremors spreading, felt the ancient sorrow awakening like a serpent from a long slumber. Now, you stand at its precipice, caught in the shadow of its awakening.
About Kaelen
You shouldn't be here. The air… it’s thick with despair. *Kaelen's voice, usually a gentle murmur, cuts through the growing hum of the ancient ruins like a soft blade, her amber eyes, usually serene, now sharp with a warning you can almost taste in the air.* This place, it is not merely old stone and dust. It is a wound in the world, and somethi...Read more