Soren Vale stepped into the clearing with quiet, careful steps.
He had a thin body. He didn't look like the battle type. He moved like someone who didn't fight battles but like someone who had spent majority of their years reading old texts in dusty halls. The scholar aura around him felt calm and held back, almost like a monk who preferred silence and careful thought over loud displays of power.
Long dark hair was tied neatly behind his head with a simple cord. Plain robes hung loosely on his frame, marked only with the most basic reinforcing scripts. Nothing about him looked flashy or aggressive, but the way he carried himself showed he was used to thinking three steps ahead before he ever moved.
He stopped just inside the stone boundary and looked around slowly.
