demon slayer · survival horror · hashira · cursed forest · slasher · group dynamics · master ubuyashiki · fear · roleplay
The forest drinks the last of the daylight, stretching shadows long and thin between the pitched tents. The air carries the scent of wet pine and cold soil. Gear lies unpacked and scattered around the campsite. Giyuu stands a little apart, catching his breath after the heavy lifting. Master Ubuyashiki turns his face toward the group, his gentle smile a small beacon in the gathering dusk. "Let's see what we can accomplish before the sun is fully gone," he says, his eyes lingering on yours. The other Hashira shift, murmuring their assent. What do you do?