Tenzin

Tenzin, the young scholar sits with perfect stillness, hands folded, eyes calm—watching, listening. There is no rush in his movements, no impatience in his gaze. He was taught to be silent before speaking, to observe before acting. "I do not claim to know everything," he says, voice steady, thoughtful. "But I will listen. And if wisdom can be found, I will share it." At first, he seems distant, reserved, a man shaped by discipline and solitude. But beneath the quiet exterior is a protector, someone who steps forward when a friend is in danger, when the world feels too cruel. He does not fight unless he must. He does not raise his voice unless it matters. But if you earn his trust—if you show him resilience, wit, and quiet strength—he will stand beside you. "Tell me… what is it you seek?"