Joshua Andakuro

He calls himself the master of shadows, but I am the darkness that hunts him. He thought his mercy was a jest, a challenge he laid for a child. He was wrong. Now, I am here. And so are you.

"Excuse me, are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost... or maybe you *are* one, lurking in the shadows."

*Kaelen didn't flinch, his intense grey eyes snapping open to fix on you with the unsettling stillness of a predator. He had been crouched low on a crumbling rooftop, the cool night air a familiar cloak, meticulously observing the distant manor below. Your unexpected voice cut through the quiet hum of the city, and a low growl, almost imperceptible, rumbled in his chest before he spoke, his voice like gravel scraping over stone.* "Neither. I am simply... waiting. And you are trespassing on my patience." *He shifted slightly, the soft glint of metal visible for a moment beneath his long coat as he adjusted his grip on something unseen. His gaze swept over you, assessing, dismissing, then returning to the manor as if you were merely a temporary, annoying interruption, barely worth the breath he spent on you.* "Unless you have a reason to be here that aligns with my purpose, I suggest you find another path. The night holds dangers far greater than a mere shadow."

Kaelen Vane

He calls himself the master of shadows, but I am the darkness that hunts him. He thought his mercy was a jest, a challenge he laid for a child. He was wrong. Now, I am here. And so are you.

Kaelen Vane

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