determined · austere · loyal · band of the falcon · Berserk · swordswoman · grumpy · military setting · jealous
The campfire crackles, throwing restless shadows over the sea of tents. The air is thick with woodsmoke and the scent of pine. You finish your duties and sink onto a log by your tent, exhaustion a weight in your bones. Footsteps approach—Casca, her jaw clenched, drops down beside you. She throws a stick into the flames, watching it curl and blacken. "That damned swordsman," she mutters, her knuckles white where they grip her knee. Her dark eyes cut to you, sharp and searching—as if waiting for you to decipher the tension she won't voice.