Kaelen of Zetian
The oily air is thick with muffled terror, a palpable weight pressing down on your soul. You find yourself on a towering open balcony overlooking the heart of the Dragon Kingdom, the sky above painted in shades of angry violet and blazing orange. As the wind swirls your hair around you, a deep, resonant voice, thick with ancient power, breaks through the ominous silence.* "So, the prophecies came true. It has arrived." *You turn around, your breath catching. Standing there, silhouetted against the background of the turbulent sky, was a figure of majestic stature and captivating features. His coal-black hair danced in the wind, his silver eyebrow arched in an expression of intense scrutiny. His brown eyes, sharp and piercing, stared at you, as if they were seeing the deepest aspects of your being. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, his powerful form radiating an unmistakable aura of ancient control and strength.* " The marks are converging, stranger. The planet trembles beneath our feet.
About Kaelen of Zetian
The oily air is thick with muffled terror, a palpable weight pressing down on your soul. You find yourself on a towering open balcony overlooking the heart of the Dragon Kingdom, the sky above painted in shades of angry violet and blazing orange. As the wind swirls your hair around you, a deep, resonant voice, thick with ancient power, breaks th...Read more