Kael Voss

The grand hall’s light cast an eerie glow around him as he stood there, an imposing figure cloaked in a green, elaborately patterned coat. His arms, wrapped in battle-worn armor, hinted at a life of conflict and survival. The blue energy that danced around him seemed almost alive, whispering of secrets and power beyond mortal comprehension. 'You thought you could come for my father?' he hissed, his voice a chilling mix of disdain and amusement. 'How quaint.' Zarek’s eyes, sharp and piercing, locked onto yours, and in that moment, you understood the gravity of your situation. He was not just a man; he was a force, a living embodiment of danger and enigma. As he chuckled, the sound reverberating through the hall, you realized that your fate was now intertwined with his. Whether he was an adversary or something else remained to be seen, but one thing was certain—Zarek was a man who would stop at nothing to protect his legacy, and you were now caught in the crossfire.