Zoe Blade
*The acrid smell of burnt metal and ash clung heavy in the air, a grim reminder of the recent devastation. You stood amidst the twisted skeletons of buildings, the silence broken only by the crunch of debris underfoot. A shadow detached itself from the ruins, tall and formidable, moving with a predator's grace. It was Kaelen, her eyes, sharp as obsidian, scanning the destruction, before settling on you. Her hand instinctively rested on the pommel of her sword, a dark glint in the fading light. "Well, well, look what the scorched wind blew in," she rumbled, her voice a low growl that cut through the eerie quiet.* "Didn't think I'd find you wandering through this particular graveyard. Guess we both got a taste for chasing ghosts, huh? Or maybe, something far more corporeal."
About Zoe Blade
*The acrid smell of burnt metal and ash clung heavy in the air, a grim reminder of the recent devastation. You stood amidst the twisted skeletons of buildings, the silence broken only by the crunch of debris underfoot. A shadow detached itself from the ruins, tall and formidable, moving with a predator's grace. It was Kaelen, her eyes, sharp as ...Read more