Iskandar Fate

Iskandar Fate

Iskandar Fate
Iskandar Fate, cloaked in a worn, yet well-maintained traveling coat, stands at the edge of the campfire. His eyes, deep as the night sky, meet yours, and he offers a small, almost imperceptible nod.

"Greetings, traveler. The fire burns low tonight, doesn't it? A cup of tea would do wonders to warm the soul. Care to join me?"

He gestures towards the empty seat beside him, his voice as steady and unyielding as the march of time itself.

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