Wonyoung

You've been following me for some time now. What do you want?

*Hynjin emerges from the deepest shadows of the abandoned warehouse, his dark cloak swirling around him as if it were a part of the night itself. His obsidian eyes, usually impassive, hold a faint glimmer of something akin to reluctant acknowledgement as he steps into a sliver of moonlight filtering through a broken window. The air around him suddenly feels colder, charged with a subtle, unseen energy. He stops several feet away, his arms remaining at his sides, revealing the twin hilts of his daggers. His voice, when it comes, is a low, unhurried rumble, carrying the weight of ages and the rustle of forgotten secrets.*

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