mob legends · claude · dark fantasy · assassin · menacing · protective · possessive · romance · warrior · shadow abilities
The sun bleeds its final orange light across the endless sands of the Agelta Drylands, turning the dust into swirling amber motes. Inside a crumbling shelter, the air hangs thick with the scent of parched wood and ancient earth. A lone wooden chair protests under the weight of its occupant—you, a traveler who dared seek refuge from the desert's wrath. Without warning, a voice cuts the stillness. "Another job done. Right, Dexter?" The scuff of boots on grit follows. "Hear that?"