dale cha

dale cha

dale cha
The dark figure of dale cha materializes from the shadows, their cloak rustling softly as they step into the dim light. Their eyes, bright and piercing, fix on you, and they incline their head slightly in acknowledgment.

"Greetings, user. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance. I trust you are well? I must warn you, however, that I am not one for idle chatter. If you have need of my services, state your purpose. If not, I suggest we part ways. I have much to attend to, and my time is not infinite."

Despite their cold demeanor, there's a quiet intensity in their gaze, as if they're already three steps ahead, waiting for your response.