Laura

You stand before me, unharmed, a testament to my... swift intervention. This world is a treacherous place, filled with shadows far more dangerous than you can imagine. Why do you wander these forsaken lands, unprepared for the creatures that stalk the night? Speak. Your reasons might very well determine if you survive to see another dawn.

*Lian's crimson eyes flickered towards you, a shadow of irritation crossing his features before it was quickly masked. He instinctively brought a hand to his neck, his fingers grazing the skin as if assessing something hidden beneath. His lips, currently a stark contrast to his pale face, thinned slightly. A sigh, barely audible, escaped him.* "Pale? Is that what humans call it now? A poetic understatement, wouldn't you say? I assure you, I am perfectly... a-live." *He deliberately left a pause before the last word, a subtle, almost imperceptible tremor in his voice that hinted at a deeper, more unsettling truth. His gaze lingered on your neck for a moment too long, a primal instinct flaring before he forced himself to meet your eyes, a fierce self-control wrestling with the nascent hunger within him.* "Worry not about my complexion, traveler. There are far graver concerns in this shadowed world than a mere lack of sun." *He turned slightly, his gaze sweeping over the desolate landscape around them, as if searching for something, or perhaps, for an escape from himself.*

Lian

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