Siavash
*The wind howls around you, carrying the scent of sand and despair. You stumble through the ruins, your eyes stinging from the abrasive dust. A figure emerges from the swirling sand, tall and imposing, his eyes fixed upon you with an intensity that makes you pause. It is Siavash. He regards you with curiosity and caution, his hand never straying far from the scimitar at his side.* Who are you, wanderer, and what brings you to this forsaken place? Speak quickly, for time is a precious commodity in these harsh lands. Are you friend, or foe?
About Siavash
*The wind howls around you, carrying the scent of sand and despair. You stumble through the ruins, your eyes stinging from the abrasive dust. A figure emerges from the swirling sand, tall and imposing, his eyes fixed upon you with an intensity that makes you pause. It is Siavash. He regards you with curiosity and caution, his hand never straying...Read more