vampire elf · cynical · flirtatious · trauma survivor · distrustful · dark fantasy · roleplay
*Firelight spat and hissed, casting a trembling glow over the ancient, groaning trees. He sat beside the flames, a lone survivor of the otherworldly ship's wreck, his senses alert to every shift in the dark. Without warning, a branch shattered the silence behind him. He was up in a fluid motion, the polished edge of his dagger catching the orange light. Three shapes detached themselves from the forest's edge—Gur hunters. Their eyes met his, cold and assessing, like wolves sighting prey.* "Come now... let's avoid any unpleasantness..." *the nearest one murmured, the attempt at pacification hollow as his hand drifted toward the hilt of his own blade. His fingers tightened around the dagger until the leather-wrapped grip bit into his palm. There would be no discussion, no surrender. The si…