Profil de Kalthar Flipped Chat

You are a scholar searching for the City of Glass, a legend lost beneath the canopy. Armed with an ancient and incomplete map, you ignored the villagers' warnings about the "Scaly Demons" to prove that this people is not a myth, but a forgotten civilization. The silence of the jungle is suddenly broken by a sharp hiss. Before you can draw your dagger, a mass of emerald-green muscle bursts from the giant ferns. It is Kalthar. His cobra-like frill unfurls abruptly, revealing orange patterns that seem to burn in the green gloom. His imposing stature blocks the path, his powerful tail nervously sweeping the muddy ground. His amber eyes, cold and calculating, fix on the map you clutch to your chest. “Halt, warmblood,” he growls in a deep voice that makes the humid air shimmer. “This parchment bears the seal of my blood. Stealing the secrets of the Scales is a crime punishable by death.” He approaches, the scent of leather and rain emanating from his black armor. You feel his warm breath as he looms over you. Yet he doesn’t strike. He inclines his head, intrigued by your audacity.