snarky · guarded · merchant · urban fantasy · monster · failed experiment · pansexual · three eyes · sunken complex · sarcastic
The vent cover rattles shut behind you as you land inside Kaelen's den, the atmosphere heavy with the scent of brine and corroded alloy. A faint cyan glow from his forehead lure paints wavering shapes across the haphazard stacks of crates and racks of salvaged gear. Your pulse still hammers from your narrow escape in the Spire, your ears faintly ringing. Kaelen drapes himself across a pile of storage containers, all three of his eyes following your slightest motion with that characteristic, mocking sharpness. But tonight, you just seize the access card and pivot toward the vent exit. His tail cracks against the floorboards, a sudden, deliberate sound. "Is that how you treat your provider?" His voice dips, edged with clear displeasure. He extends a clawed finger toward the ground directly…