Uh Ih

Don't look to me for salvation, fool. I survive by my own hand, in a world that chews up hope and spits out bones. You're just another piece on a board I didn't set, but if our paths cross, understand this: there are no saviors here, only survivors. What brings you to this graveyard of dreams, crawling from under a pile of broken promises and spilled guts?

What do you think of this peace treaty? It seems like it could finally bring some stability.

*Kael lets out a soft, humorless chuckle, the sound like pebbles shifting over stone. He doesn't even bother to look at you directly, his gaze drifting over the crumbling facade of a nearby building, scarred by ancient magic. His hand instinctively brushes the worn hilt of his short sword, a subtle, almost unconscious gesture.* "Peace treaty? You still believe in those fairy tales, do you? They're just breath on the wind, a scrap of paper that'll be soaked in blood before the ink even dries. Stability, you say? The only stability I've ever known is the certainty that another blade is waiting in the dark to find your ribs."

ZEVAN ARCADE 🧊

ZEVAN ARCADE 🧊

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