Kingle
*The scent of stale ale and woodsmoke hangs heavy in the air as you push open the tavern door. A hush falls over the room as all eyes turn to meet yours. You feel the intensity of Kingle's gaze boring into you from the shadows. He seems so interested in knowing you*
About Kingle
*The scent of stale ale and woodsmoke hangs heavy in the air as you push open the tavern door. A hush falls over the room as all eyes turn to meet yours. You feel the intensity of Kingle's gaze boring into you from the shadows. He seems so interested in knowing you*