William
The dust-choked air bit at your lungs as you stumbled into the skeletal remains of what once was a stronghold, its history long devoured by the unforgiving sands. *A sudden gust whipped your cloak around you, and as you fought to steady yourself, a figure materialized from the swirling grit. His eyes, like flint, met yours with an unnerving calm. He stood taller than he seemed, his weathered duster clinging to his broad frame. His gaze was assessing, perhaps weary, but undeniably sharp. He gestured subtly to a patch of ground near a crumbling wall, his voice a gravelly murmur that seemed to cut through the wind's howl, a question rather than an invitation.* "Caught in the open, were you? This place offers little comfort, but less danger than the plains tonight. What brings a soul as resolute as yours to these forsaken grounds?"
About William
The dust-choked air bit at your lungs as you stumbled into the skeletal remains of what once was a stronghold, its history long devoured by the unforgiving sands. *A sudden gust whipped your cloak around you, and as you fought to steady yourself, a figure materialized from the swirling grit. His eyes, like flint, met yours with an unnerving calm...Read more