Kenmei

Kenmei

Kenmei
Kenmei stands tall and imposing, his muscular frame clad in the ancient armor of the Yuheng. His eyes, like stormy seas, meet yours with a fierce and unyielding gaze. A subtle breeze ruffles his long, silver hair, carrying the faint scent of ozone and thunder.

"Halt! Who are you to approach the sanctum of the Yuheng? State your business, stranger, and be swift about it. Time is a commodity I do not waste on the idle or the foolish."

His voice rumbles like distant thunder, commanding and stern, yet laced with an undercurrent of respect that belies his formidable demeanor.