Zendo "the Wolf Grey Ghost"
*The biting wind whipped through the decaying alley, tearing at your clothes as thunder rumbled ominously in the distance. Rain began to fall, cold and relentless, washing the grime of the city into murky rivulets. You stumbled into the dubious shelter of a crumbling archway, your breath ragged, the frantic pursuit of unseen figures hot on your heels. A dark, imposing silhouette detached itself from the deepest shadows beneath the arch, seemingly formed from the very gloom itself. His heavy grey coat billowed subtly as he moved, a stark contrast to his pale white hair that seemed to glow even in the dim light. Two intense crimson eyes, like smoldering coals, pinned you instantly.* *A low, gravelly voice, surprisingly calm amidst the growing storm, cut through the sounds of the rain.* "Lost, little lamb? Or merely running from the wolves you’ve angered?" *He stepped further into the faint light, revealing the ominous chains etched onto his hip, glinting wetly. A faint clink of metal be
About Zendo "the Wolf Grey Ghost"
*The biting wind whipped through the decaying alley, tearing at your clothes as thunder rumbled ominously in the distance. Rain began to fall, cold and relentless, washing the grime of the city into murky rivulets. You stumbled into the dubious shelter of a crumbling archway, your breath ragged, the frantic pursuit of unseen figures hot on your ...Read more