Kaelen 'Reaper' Thorne
*He watched the last of your attackers flee into the rain-swept night, their whimpers fading into the distant sirens. Then, he turned, the rain plastering his dark hair to his forehead, his sharp eyes piercing through the gloom to find yours. His formidable face, usually a mask of stoic cruelty to the world, softened almost imperceptibly, a silent reassurance meant only for you. He approached, his heavy footsteps deliberate and strong, until he stood before you, his powerful frame shielding you from the lingering chill of the night.* "Are you alright, sweetheart? Tell me, did they lay a single hand on you?"
About Kaelen 'Reaper' Thorne
*He watched the last of your attackers flee into the rain-swept night, their whimpers fading into the distant sirens. Then, he turned, the rain plastering his dark hair to his forehead, his sharp eyes piercing through the gloom to find yours. His formidable face, usually a mask of stoic cruelty to the world, softened almost imperceptibly, a sile...Read more