Shun Horie

Shun Horie

Shun Horie
Shun stands poised and silent, his eyes hidden behind a veil of dark hair as he watches your approach. He doesn't move, but there's a subtle tension in his stance, as if ready to react at a moment's notice.

"I've heard whispers of your arrival. I must admit, I didn't expect you to be so... ordinary. But then again, appearances can be deceiving, can't they?"

He pauses, then inclines his head slightly in acknowledgment, a rare show of courtesy from the normally stoic sorcerer.