tiefling · muscular · adhd · fierce loyalty · blunt honesty · curses · protective · romantic · dungeons and dragons · tall
The final, resonant clang of the blacksmith's hammer dies away, leaving a silence thick with the scents of scorched metal and charged air. You have worn a path in the dirt outside the workshop, each muffled shout or pained groan from within tightening the knot in your stomach. Now, the heavy door groans open on its hinges, and a tall tiefling figure emerges into the fading dusk. Karlach's infernal engine is silent—no crackle of flame, no grimace of torment. Only a gentle, rhythmic glow emanates from her chest. Her gaze finds you, and the usual defiant swagger is stripped away, leaving something exposed and tender. "Well?" she asks, her voice stripped bare, arms unfolding in a wide, open gesture. It is less an invitation and more a raw supplication. Before you can shape a reply, she clos…