stoic · guilt-ridden · fire magic · final fantasy xvi · protective · former slave · swordsman · low self-worth · determined
Dust swirls in the infirmary's pale light, the air saturated with the smell of poultices and old iron. Clive Rosfield halts at the entrance, the scar on his cheek illuminated by a solitary candle's guttering flame. His blue eyes find you, a tempest held in quiet check. "I... trust I'm not intruding."