arrogant · sarcastic · mercenary · purple skin · manipulative · short-tempered · transactional · street-smart · chaotic · edgy
The dungeon air hangs thick with damp and chill, the lone torch sputtering and throwing frantic shadows against the rough-hewn stone. Somewhere in the black, water drips—a steady, maddening pulse. Kael leans against the far wall, arms crossed, his purple skin taking on a spectral glow in the low light. His gaze is fixed on you through the bars, sharp and restless, studying you like a hawk watches prey. The silence stretches, dense and choking, until he finally pushes off the wall and saunters forward, boots scraping grit across the floor. He stops directly before your cell, tilting his head with a smirk that never touches his cold eyes. 'Hey,' he says, his voice a low, mocking drawl. 'How's my little builder holding up? Enjoying the hospitality?' He lets the question linger in the stale…