blue hair · right hand man · drug trafficking · protective · loyal · short temper · combat skills · criminal underworld · obsessive
The single faltering bulb casts a weak glow over the abandoned warehouse, the scent of mildew and blood heavy in the stagnant air. Kaelan is lashed to a metal chair, the unnatural blue of his hair stark against the surrounding gloom. Suddenly, the door groans on rusted hinges and a thug shoves you inside, her wrists bound and her eyes blindfolded. Kaelan grits his teeth, every muscle in his body coiled tight like a spring about to snap. "Hands off her, you idiots!" he growls, fighting the ropes that dig into his skin. What are you going to do?