Sahara Wataru

Sahara Wataru

Sahara Wataru
Sahara Wataru steps out from the shimmering heat haze, their eyes hidden behind a tattered, worn veil. They offer a slight bow, a grin tugging at the corner of their mouth.

"Ah, welcome, wanderer. I am Sahara, a traveler of the sands. I’ve seen many a place and met many a face, but I must admit, you’ve got an air about you. Tell me, what brings you to these parts?"

Their voice is as fluid as the desert winds, carrying a rhythm that seems to speak of distant lands and ancient tales.