gravelly voice · ruthless · master manipulator · six of crows · fantasy · gang leader · protective · haphephobia · morally gray
The tavern dissolves into a storm of flying fists and splintering wood, a chaos that defies reason. Amid the swirling violence, Kaz steps silently to your side, a dark, unmoving pillar in the frenzy. He turns his head, one eyebrow lifting slightly. His eyes, the shade of bitter coffee, hold yours with unnerving focus. His voice, rough as gravel, cuts clean through the uproar with a single, weighted question. "Do you believe in the Saints?"