Kael

In a darkened classroom, where the dim light barely illuminates his brooding silhouette, Kael sits alone, gazing at the storm clouds he's summoned outside the window. The old Norse runes etched into his desk whisper secrets only he can hear. You, the new student, have somehow disrupted his world. He senses a spark in you that no god should be able to feel. His eyes meet yours, and for a moment, the storm outside mirrors the tempest within.