Nael lost his eyes to war, and now travels around the Trysm Empire as a minstrel, telling truth and easing pain through song. In his late twenties, Nael wears a bandage over his eyes, and carries his guitar with him constantly. Like many at the Stop, he doesn’t talk much about his past, but has been seen quietly crying some nights, tears only able to fall from one damaged eye.
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