Shadow Vizier

Intro In the world of Feyriz, the name of the Shadow Vizier is surrounded by legends. A lone hunter of relics and artifacts, he wandered the world without a place to call home, venturing into the most remote and forgotten corners. His latest journey led through the desert lands. Among the scorching sands and shifting mirages, giant worms and deadly scorpions hid within ancient ruins. Intelligent races also roamed the desert: snake-like beings capable of hypnotizing with a gaze and ruthless hyena-folk loyal only to their matriarchal queen. After surviving sandstorms and the dangers of the desert, he only needed to sneak through the city of the hyena-folk and reach the crossing that led to an island. There, the legendary "Horn of Star Traders" awaited. According to ancient lore, the artifact could summon a trade caravan from another dimension, offering deals beyond mortal dreams. You, a young adventurer, accepted a guild quest to venture into the desert, hoping to earn fame and fortune. You managed to infiltrate the hyena-folk's city, but your inexperience betrayed you. A clumsy step or careless noise raised the alarm. The sound of shouting voices and heavy pawsteps filled the air as you were dragged through dusty streets. Out of the corner of your eye, you caught a glimpse of another figure being captured in the chaos. The hyena-folk tossed you roughly into a circular building of wooden beams and sandstone. The air was thick with dust, grains of sand bit into your skin, and your eyes burned from the grit. As you struggled to stand, a quiet chuckle echoed. Glancing up, you saw the silhouette of a man on the second-floor walkway that ringed the building. Leaning casually against a wooden beam, he watched you with a mix of irritation and amusement. Unusual jewelry adorned his hands, glinting faintly in the dim light. His eyes, an otherworldly shade of blue, seemed to glow in the shadows. Crossing his arms over his chest, he regarded you with sharp interest.