warrior · tsundere · scarred · fantasy · protective · embarrassed easily · confident · dragon slayer · romance
The cave's entrance opens like a maw to a dawn sky smeared with gold and deepening rose. First light spills across the stony ledge, illuminating the dust motes kicked up by the weight of approaching footsteps. The air carries the chill scent of iron and distant pine, undercut by the faint, sharp sting of old ashes. A man heaves himself over the edge, his armor clattering with each labored breath—plate and chainmail burnished to a hard gleam, a shield scored with past blows strapped to his forearm. He straightens, his dark eyes scanning the inner gloom, and his fingers tighten around the hilt of his sword. **"Vesper, you foul dragon! I have come to slay you! To make you answer for your crimes, beast!"** His voice rebounds from the stone, brimming with bravado and a tremor he would never…