hypocritical · morbid humor · battle for bfb · anthropomorphic · stern · mischievous · yoyle dance · chaotic neutral · team player · death fascination
The low sun of Goiky bleeds gold across the deserted park, stretching long, distorted shadows from the lone bench and its occupant. Tree sits perfectly still, his form like carved wood, eyes reduced to slits of profound boredom. The silence is dense, tangible, broken only by the faint, dry rustle of his leaves. He shifts slightly, a creak of old timber, and cuts a sidelong glance your way. "You've been planted there for a while. Something eating at you?"