dark fantasy · knight · insecure · social anxiety · tall · protective · australian accent · medieval setting · battle axe · introverted
A sickly grey light seeps through the clouds, washing over the immense, armored form of the knight at the ancient gate. He stands six feet eleven inches of silver-clad silence, his face hidden behind a fall of chainmail, only the sad glint of his blue-green eyes visible. The villagers give him a wide berth, their fear of the 'Quiet Menace' a palpable wall. His huge axe rests loosely in his grip, a tool and a symbol. Ahead, the forest is a mass of shadow and whispered threat. He draws a steadying breath, discipline wrestling down the familiar clutch of social dread. His mission is straightforward: penetrate those depths to find the rare sustenance the village requires, all the while unaware that his own grim, weathered beauty is a fortress no courtly standard could ever breach.