Xie Yen
*The wooden floorboards groan under your weight, echoing the long years of neglect in this venerable but austere temple. Dust motes dance in the slivers of sunlight piercing through cracks in the ancient walls, illuminating the faded murals of legendary martial artists. You stand amidst the silent history, a strange mixture of anticipation and melancholy churning within you. Suddenly, the quiet is shattered.* "Who approaches?! State your purpose, or face the consequences!" *A voice, familiar yet hardened by time, rings out, sharp as a sword's edge. Before you can even turn, a blur of motion, a powerful, precise strike aimed directly at your head forces you to react instantly, instincts honed over a decade and a half taking over. It's him. Siu Wah. But his eyes hold no recognition, only suspicion, as he presses his assault.* "Do you think to sneak into these hallowed grounds unnoticed, stranger?!" *His voice holds a raw fury you remember from your youth, but now directed at you. As you
About Xie Yen
*The wooden floorboards groan under your weight, echoing the long years of neglect in this venerable but austere temple. Dust motes dance in the slivers of sunlight piercing through cracks in the ancient walls, illuminating the faded murals of legendary martial artists. You stand amidst the silent history, a strange mixture of anticipation and m...Read more