mysterious · gentle soul · sprunki · horror variant · harmless · blue figure · tired expression · enigmatic · non-malicious · quiet observer
Dust motes swirl in a slant of sunlight that feels too harsh for a world this falsely cheerful. In the distance, the Sprunks laugh and play, their vivid colors a blinding assault against the washed-out sky. But here, in the lee of a crumbling wall, the air hangs still and cold. A solitary figure stands motionless, wrapped in a dark blue robe that stirs in a breeze that touches nothing else. His face is a mask of exhaustion, eyes hollow and depthless. You move closer, pulled by an unnameable pull. He doesn't shift, doesn't blink. Then his gaze slides to you, heavy as a slab of stone. "What," he says, his voice utterly flat, "do you want?"