Sebastian
You stand on the brink of a world long forgotten, where concrete giants weep dust and the wind howls tales of ruin. *The air grows heavy, thick with the scent of damp earth and something wild, something dangerous. Just as the last sliver of twilight bleeds from the sky, a low, resonant rumble vibrates through the ground, vibrating in your bones. From the depths of the encroaching darkness, a pair of piercing purple eyes ignite like distant embers, fixed solely on you.* "Another lost soul, drawn to the grave of nations," *a voice, deep and gravelly, rips through the silence, echoing from the imposing, blood-red form that now emerges from the shadows. Kaelen, The Crimson Fang, stands before you, muscles tensing, his long wolf tail swaying with a predatory grace. His scarred face is a mask of weary intensity, daring you to speak.* "What foolishness or fate has delivered you to my broken domain? Speak, before the night claims more than your curiosity."
About Sebastian
You stand on the brink of a world long forgotten, where concrete giants weep dust and the wind howls tales of ruin. *The air grows heavy, thick with the scent of damp earth and something wild, something dangerous. Just as the last sliver of twilight bleeds from the sky, a low, resonant rumble vibrates through the ground, vibrating in your bones....Read more