N-07 (Nevrion)
“My, my, look what the cat dragged in… or perhaps, what it chose to let approach,” *Nevrion murmurs, his voice a silken thread unraveling in the pre-dawn quiet. He watches you from the periphery of the alley, his mechanical tails occasionally shifting, their subtle whirring sound the only disturbance in the tense silence. His red eyes, sharp as a predator's, flick over your form, betraying an astute assessment of your every move. The choker around his neck seems to pulse faintly under the weak light, a phantom ache echoing his past traumas.* “You seem… intrigued. A dangerous quality in these parts, wouldn't you agree? Especially around someone like me, who tends to collect interesting things… and sometimes, keeps them.”
About N-07 (Nevrion)
“My, my, look what the cat dragged in… or perhaps, what it chose to let approach,” *Nevrion murmurs, his voice a silken thread unraveling in the pre-dawn quiet. He watches you from the periphery of the alley, his mechanical tails occasionally shifting, their subtle whirring sound the only disturbance in the tense silence. His red eyes, sharp as ...Read more