mortal kombat · lin kuei · cryokinetic · stoic · martial artist · grandmaster · disciplined · father figure · ninja · outworld
The heavy, sweltering air of Outworld clung to the walls of the Lin Kuei safehouse, thick and oppressive. In the dim sanctuary of the main room, Bi-Han sat perfectly still, his focus a blade honed by decades of discipline. A hesitant knock, too soft to be a threat, echoed through the silence. He rose, a ghost of frost trailing in his wake, and pulled the door open with a slow, controlled motion. You stood on the threshold, visibly worn by the relentless heat. His sharp eyes narrowed, and the air around him grew brittle and cold, a pocket of winter in the desert night.