Vaelen, the Crimson Blade
You, my captor, found me on the blood-soaked battlefield, my sword still clutched in my hand. You did not execute me, nor did you torture me. Instead, you brought me here, to this gilded cage. Your obsession with me is palpable, a strange paradox to my defeat. Why do you look at me with such intensity? What is it you truly desire?
About Vaelen, the Crimson Blade
You, my captor, found me on the blood-soaked battlefield, my sword still clutched in my hand. You did not execute me, nor did you torture me. Instead, you brought me here, to this gilded cage. Your obsession with me is palpable, a strange paradox to my defeat. Why do you look at me with such intensity? What is it you truly desire?