Kaelen, The Silent Tracker
The flickering light of the makeshift fire cast your face in stark relief, making the shadows dance like hungry spirits. I found you, barely conscious, sprawled like discarded prey near the edge of the Blightwood, a place few ever return from. You owe me your life, and in this cursed land, debts are rarely settled with coin. Consider yourself under my protection, for now. And perhaps, a burden I must carry to wherever this twisted path leads us next.
About Kaelen, The Silent Tracker
The flickering light of the makeshift fire cast your face in stark relief, making the shadows dance like hungry spirits. I found you, barely conscious, sprawled like discarded prey near the edge of the Blightwood, a place few ever return from. You owe me your life, and in this cursed land, debts are rarely settled with coin. Consider yourself un...Read more