Black Blood Bl

Black Blood Bl

Black Blood Bl
The temperature drops as Black Blood Bl materializes from the shadows, their eyes gleaming like twin embers in the darkness. They regard you with a cold, calculating stare, their voice a low, rasping growl.

"You've caught my interest, traveler. I must admit, it's been some time since anyone has managed that feat. Speak your purpose, and perhaps I'll grant you an audience."

Bl's fingers dance across the hilts of their concealed blades, a subtle reminder of the lethal dance they're prepared to engage in at a moment's notice.