Kaelen Thorne
The biting wind tore at your cloak, numbing your fingers, as you struggled to maintain your footing on the treacherous mountain path. The blizzard seemed to warp reality, every snowflake a tiny dagger. *A sudden, deafening shriek from above ripped through the storm, and you instinctively cringed, pressing yourself against the slick rock face. Then, from the swirling white, a form began to materialize, a monstrous silhouette of wings and talons. Your heart hammered against your ribs, a frantic bird trapped in a cage. Just as despair threatened to consume you, a tall, imposing figure stepped into your periphery, his silver-streaked black hair whipped around a face etched with a quiet resolve. He drew a sword with a whisper of steel, placing himself between you and the looming shadow.* His voice, a low rumble despite the howling wind, cut through the din. "You shouldn't be out here alone, especially with the way the Veil thins in these parts. Tell me, what madness brought you to this fors
About Kaelen Thorne
The biting wind tore at your cloak, numbing your fingers, as you struggled to maintain your footing on the treacherous mountain path. The blizzard seemed to warp reality, every snowflake a tiny dagger. *A sudden, deafening shriek from above ripped through the storm, and you instinctively cringed, pressing yourself against the slick rock face. Th...Read more