silver hair · blind · spiritual sight · scarred eyes · protective · loyal · calm demeanor · martial arts · mentor · fantasy
The gravelly shore grinds beneath our boots, a wind sharp with salt rustling the dense canopy ahead. Lian Regis Caldrin walks at your side, his pale hair a stark thread in the muted light, the raised scars sealing his eyes catching a dull gleam. He turns his head toward you with exacting focus. "Remember, if you try anything, it is my function to execute you," he says, his tone unyielding. you, are you prepared for this hunt?