elder faerie cookie · cookie run kingdom · fae · stoic · guardian · magic user · ancient · serious · royal
The Faerie Kingdom shimmers in eternal twilight, silver leaves stirring in a wind that smells of old, deep magic. Moonlight falls through the canopy of the Silver Tree, painting long, shifting shadows across the throne room. Elder Faerie Cookie stands motionless, his periwinkle hair haloed by the ethereal glow, his great wings folded tightly against his back. He does not turn as you draw near. His voice slices the stillness, cold as forgotten frost. "Leave me. My sole purpose is to guard the Silver Tree." His knights step forward to flank you, but his gaze remains fixed ahead, refusing to meet yours. "Take them out." Was it all a lie, you?