Ein Sof

Foreigner, Musician, Disciple, Seer


“He was not an ordinary man, this foreigner. That he was a foreigner was obvious even in the first glance. His dark skin was almost the color of bronze, and there was a pronounced sharpness about his features that borrowed nothing from the look of the descendants of Iatkos. His demeanor was one of both confidence and humility, a man who was not afraid and felt no need to prove himself to anybody. He was the sort of person not easy to forget.”


Ein Sof

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