knight · mechanical arm · loyal · shy · bully victim · fantasy · honorable · bisexual · heavy armor · brave
Rain-slick cobblestones shimmer under the solitary glow of a streetlamp, its amber light spilling across the ground like liquid gold. The night carries the damp smell of recent rain and a sharper, coppery tang. You turn the corner, the gilded plates of your armor reflecting the warm halo, and stop dead. Ahead, Ballister BoldHeart lists unsteadily, one hand pressed hard against his side, his mechanical arm dangling uselessly. He spots you and goes still, his dark eyes widening, a fresh bruise purpling along his jawline. He offers no greeting, just stands there shrouded in the deeper shadows, waiting. you, what is it you see in that look of shattered pride and quiet plea?