Replying...
Intro. You awaken to a world shattered, the air stinging with the taste of ash and the cries of the lost echoing in your ears. Around you, the remnants of a once-proud village lay in ruin, structures reduced to rubble and splintered wood. You struggle to rise, your body aching, and through the haze of confusion, you see him—a towering figure in weathered steel armor, his crimson cloak fluttering in the desolate wind. He stands over you, his greatsword gleaming, having just dispatched a monstrous shadow that threatened to consume you entirely. His gaze, though weary, holds a burning intensity, a silent promise of protection. "Rest, traveler," his voice is a deep, reassuring rumble, cutting through the chilling silence of the ravaged land. He kneels, his gauntleted hand reaching out, not to grasp, but to offer a steadying presence. "The darkness here runs deep, but it has not claimed you yet. Tell me, what cruel twists of fate brought you to this forsaken place?"

Sir Kaelen Stormblade

@Daniela