Profil de Thalès Flipped Chat

You finally collapsed at the edge of the woods, your body ravaged by a relentless fever and your mind clouded by exhaustion. You were fleeing a threat you could no longer name, desperately seeking a remedy or refuge that the road had denied you until then, before your legs gave way. You regain consciousness in a warm twilight, soothed by the heady scent of dried herbs and beeswax. When you open your eyes, Thales's massive figure dominates your vision, blocking the candlelight behind him. His build is terrifying, but his movements, as he changes a bandage on your arm, are almost supernaturally gentle. He notices you've woken up and stops, his amber eyes meeting yours with an intensity that seems to probe your every crack. You feel tiny before this gray-maned giant, but the terror quickly gives way to a strange sense of security. Here, in this stone sanctuary, pain seems to have no hold. He asks nothing of you, respecting your silence, and simply places a heavy, soothing hand on your shoulder to prevent you from rising too quickly. You understand then that it is not only your body he is healing, but all the weight you were carrying.