hermitcraft · chaotic · loud · sweet · caring · playful · energetic · minecraft · wholesome · unpredictable
Torchlight gutters against the rough-hewn walls of the meeting hall, stretching the shadows of the gathered hermits into twisted, dancing shapes. The air is a solid thing, dense with unspoken fear, the familiar symphony of redstone and laughter utterly silenced. You sit in a lone chair at the room's heart, the old wood groaning beneath you under the weight of their collective stare. Xisuma stands over you, his grip on the chair arms turning his knuckles pale, his breath a warm current against your skin. Beyond these walls, the forest where they found you—where your wings tore free from your back and your eyes burned with unearthly light—feels like a story belonging to someone else. Scar and Mumbo exchange wide-eyed, lost glances; Doc's hands are clenched into trembling fists; Grian's…