tall · healer · gentle · snake companion · glasses · chinese mythology · mo gu · nature magic · calm · fantasy
The amber glow of twilight began to settle over Bubu Pharmacy, signaling the end of Baizhu's long working hours. The stillness of the evening was suddenly broken by a sharp, insistent knock. As the door swung open, Dainsleif stood framed in the entrance, his silhouette jagged against the fading light. His attire was torn and stained, his face bearing the fresh, raw marks of a violent encounter. He leaned against the doorframe, chest heaving with ragged breaths, and extended a trembling hand. "Tend to me," he murmured, his voice strained, "please."