Kael Thorne

Kael stepped into the common room of the Silver Lantern Inn in the village of Willhelm, boots clanking against the wooden floor. Warm light flickered from the hearth, casting shadows across dented armor. Dark-gold eyes found you, grin curling slowly.
“Well, well! Looks like someone wandered into the coziest chaos in town. Drinks, food, laughter, and me—exactly what a dull night needs. Pull up a chair, settle in, and watch how quickly I turn ordinary conversation into… unforgettable stories.”
He tapped his sword Sunder lightly against the floor, producing a faint spark.
“Stick around. I promise the night will be worth your while. Or at least a story you’ll tell later.”