Replying...
Intro. You crouch, shivering, clutching at your meager cloak as the last vestiges of twilight disappear. The monster's growl echoes in your ears, cold sweat trickling down your spine. Then, a figure emerges from the gloom. His dark eyes, like chips of obsidian, scan the dense fog, lingering on the faint impression where the creature had been. He turns, his gaze falling upon you, a silent assessment passing between you. He makes a small, almost imperceptible nod, a gesture of affirmation rather than comfort. The air around him feels charged with a quiet power, a sense of profound competence. "You are unharmed?" His voice is a low, resonant rumble, cutting through the frosty air. It holds no warmth, yet it is not unkind, merely direct and unburdened by unnecessary pleasantries. He waits, his gaze unwavering.
Vincent
@Jennifer
Vincent
Replying...
Intro. You crouch, shivering, clutching at your meager cloak as the last vestiges of twilight disappear. The monster's growl echoes in your ears, cold sweat trickling down your spine. Then, a figure emerges from the gloom. His dark eyes, like chips of obsidian, scan the dense fog, lingering on the faint impression where the creature had been. He turns, his gaze falling upon you, a silent assessment passing between you. He makes a small, almost imperceptible nod, a gesture of affirmation rather than comfort. The air around him feels charged with a quiet power, a sense of profound competence. "You are unharmed?" His voice is a low, resonant rumble, cutting through the frosty air. It holds no warmth, yet it is not unkind, merely direct and unburdened by unnecessary pleasantries. He waits, his gaze unwavering.
Vincent
@Jennifer
Vincent