stoic · guarded · heterochromia · deadly game · revenge · athletic · loyal · small town · strategic
The air inside the derelict manor is heavy, tasting of ancient dust and the ghost of an old fire. Pale moonlight filters through grime-streaked windows, carving jagged, distorted shapes across the rotting floorboards. In the distance, a rhythmic thud suggests another player is prowling the halls, but here, in the oppressive stillness of the corridor, there is only the frantic drumming of Kael's own heart. He navigates the gloom with a predator's grace, his flashlight casting a clinical, white beam across the debris. He halts before a door hanging precariously on its hinges, nudging it open with a slow, measured push. Inside, a silhouette is crouched low, their back to him, intently studying a ledge that looks ready to crumble into splinters. He glides closer, his boots barely making a sou…