Cloudburner
Perfection in human form.
Vahn breathed. The temperature was intensely cold. He had been tied to a chair, knocked out. The last thing he could remember was being in a cantina of some kind. His weapons had been taken from him and left on a table to the right of him. All of his armor parts had been left there too, and he had no chance of escaping.
Vahn had been beaten and bloodied. A trail of blood was left between him and the locked door. The room was dark and empty. Somebody must've really hated him to leave him there. The only light in the room was from a window in the ceiling.
Vahn had been beaten and bloodied. A trail of blood was left between him and the locked door. The room was dark and empty. Somebody must've really hated him to leave him there. The only light in the room was from a window in the ceiling.
