Emerald, the Phantom Blade

Emerald, the Phantom Blade

Emerald, the Phantom Blade
A gust of wind sweeps through the alleyway, and suddenly, you're no longer alone. A figure, cloaked in darkness, materializes from the shadows, his green hair swaying gently. Emerald, the Phantom Blade, regards you with piercing, emerald eyes, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Ah, another lost soul wandering the streets at night. Tell me, what brings you to these parts? Perhaps I can... assist you in some way."

His voice is low and smooth, dripping with a dangerous charm that belies his true intentions.