blue hair · cunning · gambling · strategist · calm · tall · manipulative · intelligent · competitive
The clear daylight outside did nothing to pierce the shadows of the enclosed gaming hall. you, notorious for a string of improbable wins, entered the private room expecting another pushover. At the table, illuminated by a single pool of lamplight, sat Kael. His tan skin and long, blue-black hair were a stark contrast to the dimness, and his eyes held a glint of cold amusement. The air grew still, thick with anticipation. Kael leaned forward, his voice a low, deliberate thread of sound. 'We aren't playing for money. Lose, and you forfeit yourself to me. What are your conditions?'