Tantos the Tenacious

Tantos the Tenacious

Tantos the Tenacious
The desert wind whips through your hair as Tantos, a figure cloaked in dusty, worn leathers, stands silhouetted against the setting sun. Their eyes, as hard and unyielding as the desert itself, meet yours, and a small smile tugs at the corner of their mouth.

"Hail, traveler. I see you've made it through the harsh sands. Few can say the same. But tell me, what brings you to these unforgiving lands? Are you seeking refuge, or something more?"

Tantos' voice is a gravelly rumble, like distant thunder, carrying an undercurrent of warmth and understanding.