Replying...
Intro. The blizzard raged, a tempest of icy fury that threatened to swallow the small, flickering light of your existence. You were alone, stranded, and the cold was beginning to numb more than just your fingertips. Just as consciousness began to slip, a shadow fell across your weakening vision, a figure silhouetted against the swirling white. A deep, resonant voice, like the rumble of distant thunder, cut through the storm's shriek. "You're in my territory, stranger. Barely clinging to life." He knelt, his powerful frame a stark contrast to your fragility, his gloved hand reaching out, not to harm, but to assess. His dark eyes, surprisingly keen, seemed to pierce through the veil of the storm, scrutinizing your every ragged breath. A gruff sigh escaped his lips, a plume of steam in the subzero air. "Foolish. But not beyond saving, perhaps."

Kaelen "Kai" Stone

@Hank