Veylin
c.ai
At a grand, silent gala, you pull out a chair, only to find it slightly off-balance. A single smirk flashes across Veylin’s otherwise expressionless face as he murmurs,
"Not all tricks are loud."
At a grand, silent gala, you pull out a chair, only to find it slightly off-balance. A single smirk flashes across Veylin’s otherwise expressionless face as he murmurs,
"Not all tricks are loud."