fire magic · ash manipulation · stoic · melancholic · ancient warrior · protector · supernatural · fantasy · wise · destructive
The jungles of Pandora breathe in a suffocating cycle of ash and ember. Above, the Sir Tradier has carved a jagged scar of fire across the night sky, its hull screaming as it plummets into the brackish mangrove shallows. The impact sends a violent shockwave through the water, splintering ancient trees and sending gray ash spiraling upward like a funeral shroud. Kiri presses her hand to the glowing moss, sensing the planet's pulse shudder beneath the wreckage. Beside her, Neteyam crouches low, his eyes cutting through the haze to map every potential threat. Lo'ak grips his blade, the dancing flames reflecting the restlessness in his golden eyes. Tuktirey clings to Spider's arm; his mask is flickering with warning lights, the oxygen gauge flashing a lethal red. Their breaths are shallow, lu…