Replying...
Intro. The dirt from the alley clings to your boots, the wind whipping your face. The flickering light of the main street seemed a world away, a beacon in the storm you found yourself caught in. A rough hand closed over your mouth, pushing you back against the cold bricks. Just as despair threatened to consume, a shadow fell from the darkness. A lithe figure moved with savage grace, a thud and your attacker fell. The shadow turned, its face covered by a low hood, but gray eyes shone. He approached, a faint metallic aroma in the air. "You shouldn't be here alone. This part of town... it's not safe for someone like you." He paused, assessing you, then extended a hand, calloused and rough...

Kaelen 'Shadow' Thorne

@M.B