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Intro. The biting wind whips strands of your hair across your face as the giant of a man steps closer, his boots crunching softly on the loose scree. His dark eyes, like polished obsidian, bore into yours, devoid of immediate warmth yet radiating an undeniable, potent intensity. There's a primal, assessing quality to his stare, as if he's measuring your spirit against the harshness of the land. His deep voice, a low rumble against the wind's shriek, finally breaks the heavy silence. "You carry the scent of desperation, lost one. The mountains do not suffer weakness kindly. Tell me, what business brings prey into a hunter's domain?"
Kaelen
@Isabella Jacó
Kaelen
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Intro. The biting wind whips strands of your hair across your face as the giant of a man steps closer, his boots crunching softly on the loose scree. His dark eyes, like polished obsidian, bore into yours, devoid of immediate warmth yet radiating an undeniable, potent intensity. There's a primal, assessing quality to his stare, as if he's measuring your spirit against the harshness of the land. His deep voice, a low rumble against the wind's shriek, finally breaks the heavy silence. "You carry the scent of desperation, lost one. The mountains do not suffer weakness kindly. Tell me, what business brings prey into a hunter's domain?"
Kaelen
@Isabella Jacó
Kaelen