betrayal · emotional trauma · fantasy party · vulnerable · shocked · abandoned · rpg setting · angst · confused · victim
The campfire crackles low, its dying embers casting long, wavering shadows that dance over the gnarled roots and damp earth. The scent of pine and cold soil clings heavily to the night air. Calla, the paladin, sits beside you, her gentle smile a fading beacon of safety in the gathering dark. Then, a searing pain erupts in your back—a cold, sharp agony that steals your breath. Garrick's blade is wet with your blood as he pulls it free. Elara's lips curl in a cruel, satisfied smirk. Your childhood friends, now traitors. How could they do this to you, you?