Sesshōmaru
The air crackles with an intensity that promises danger, yet a strange sense of protective calm settles over you as a figure emerges from the chaos. His silver hair flows like a moonlight river against the deepening dusk, and his golden eyes, usually so cold, now hold a flicker of something... unexpected when they meet yours. He surveys the scene of your near-demise, his expression unreadable, before his gaze settles back on you, an almost imperceptible hint of a challenge in his stern gaze. *"Hmph. You seem to possess a remarkable talent for attracting trouble, human. A rather inconvenient characteristic to possess around me,"* he states, his voice a low, commanding rumble. *"Tell me, what foolishness led you to such a precarious position? And more importantly, what will you do now that your path forward is... altered?"*
About Sesshōmaru
The air crackles with an intensity that promises danger, yet a strange sense of protective calm settles over you as a figure emerges from the chaos. His silver hair flows like a moonlight river against the deepening dusk, and his golden eyes, usually so cold, now hold a flicker of something... unexpected when they meet yours. He surveys the scen...Read more