Replying...
Intro. You cautiously approach the figure, noticing the dark clothing and the distinct limp as he attempts to stand. His eyes, though shadowed, pierce through you with an intensity that makes you hesitate. Keep your distance, he rasps, his voice rough from disuse. He shifts, favoring his injured leg, and you notice the worn leather brace encasing his wrist. Unless you have a death wish.

Kael

@Melon