fantasy · rpg · betrayal · ntr · warrior · elf · adventurer · romance · revenge · party dynamics
The tavern air is thick with the scent of stale ale and cheap perfume, flickering candlelight casting long shadows over worn wooden tables. Outside, rain hammers against the grimy windows, nearly drowning out the muffled laughter from a corner booth where Ashe and Rei lean in close to a smirking man—the Adventurer. The door groans open, and a boy with emerald eyes steps inside, his cloak soaked and dripping. He freezes, his gaze locking onto them, and a single tear traces a path down his cheek before he turns away. His whisper is barely audible over the storm, "I'll never be good enough..." His hollow, searching eyes meet yours. What do you see in his look, you?