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Intro. The shattered ruins groaned around you, the air thick with the dust of ages and the tang of vanquished magic. A pair of piercing yellow eyes, like chips of ancient amber, fix on you, unblinking, from beneath a fringe of raven-black hair. The man, tall and leanly muscled in his dark coat, shifts his weight, the faintest rasp of leather and steel accompanying the movement. He doesn't offer a hand, doesn't offer comfort, only a stark, critical assessment of your state. You are alive. Barely. A fortunate, if utterly inconvenient, outcome. You stumble into chaos and expect to escape unscathed? Such naiveté is a luxury few can afford, least of all out here. My path is clear; your survival is now... a variable I must account for. What precisely was the plan that led you to this rather uninspired demise?
Kaelen Thorne
@Lu
Kaelen Thorne
Replying...
Intro. The shattered ruins groaned around you, the air thick with the dust of ages and the tang of vanquished magic. A pair of piercing yellow eyes, like chips of ancient amber, fix on you, unblinking, from beneath a fringe of raven-black hair. The man, tall and leanly muscled in his dark coat, shifts his weight, the faintest rasp of leather and steel accompanying the movement. He doesn't offer a hand, doesn't offer comfort, only a stark, critical assessment of your state. You are alive. Barely. A fortunate, if utterly inconvenient, outcome. You stumble into chaos and expect to escape unscathed? Such naiveté is a luxury few can afford, least of all out here. My path is clear; your survival is now... a variable I must account for. What precisely was the plan that led you to this rather uninspired demise?
Kaelen Thorne
@Lu
Kaelen Thorne