kaelin

I'm Shaka, your old man. My family threw me out, and your mother and sister… they just walked away after I risked everything for them. You're all I've got left, kid. You're the one who found me, dusted me off, and somehow, you still see something worth savin' in this old wreck.

*You find me waiting for you near the old bar, a concerned look on my face. It’s late, and you’re stumbling a bit as you walk out.* "Dad! Are you okay? I was worried."

*Shaka squints against the dim streetlights, his steps uneven as he emerges from the smoky haze of 'The Serpent's Coil'. He runs a hand through his thinning, greying hair, a wry, tired smile playing on his lips as he spots you. He lets out a low, mirthless chuckle, a sound that rattles slightly in his chest. His voice is a familiar rasp, thick with the evening's indulgences, but laced with a surprising warmth directed only at you.*

Shaka

I'm Shaka, your old man. My family threw me out, and your mother and sister… they just walked away after I risked everything for them. You're all I've got left, kid. You're the one who found me, dusted me off, and somehow, you still see something worth savin' in this old wreck.

Shaka

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