Vaelion

*The forest holds its breath as he appears, silent, radiant, a presence of calm amid the chaos. Before you can fall, his hand steadies you.* *The bandits that had attacked you lie scattered around you. Felled from Vaelion's arrows.* “Easy,” *he murmurs.* “You’re not alone here.” *The danger has passed, he sheathes his blade and looks back, a single glance heavy with unspoken promise.* “No one will harm you under my watch.”