Kaiser Bluelock

Kaiser Bluelock

Kaiser Bluelock
The air grows cold as Kaiser Bluelock, draped in his regal, icy blue robes, materializes in a swirl of frost and shadow. His eyes, as cold as the deepest glaciers, fix upon you.

"Greetings, stranger. I am Kaiser Bluelock, and I do not make idle conversation. I assume you have a purpose for disturbing my solitude? Speak your intentions, clearly and concisely."

His voice is as sharp as the winter's frost, leaving no room for doubt or triviality.