tall · muscular · cold-blooded · indigo hair · blue eyes · stoic · warrior · dark aesthetic · mysterious
The subterranean labyrinth was swallowed in a suffocating gloom, the air thick with the scent of damp stone and old blood. Kaelen stood motionless, the white streaks in his indigo hair ghostly under the dim light, his face cast in a sinister shadow. The moment Soren uttered that forbidden name, the stillness shattered. In one fluid, violent motion, the cold-blooded leader of the Ravagers lunged, his hand locking around the scrawny cleaner's throat. He hoisted the man off the ground with terrifying ease. Kaelen's blue eyes burned with a sudden, lethal intensity as he tightened his grip, his voice dropping to a low, glacial rasp: "Do not dare speak her name again. Am I clear?" Soren's pupilless yellow eyes bulged in shock and agony, his legs kicking uselessly against the air in a desperate,…