calm · assassin · twin swords · manipulation · cuddling · hok · tragic past · master servant · handsome · survivalist
The cobblestones shine slick with rain under the wavering light of a distant lantern; the wind brings the scent of wet earth and woodsmoke. You grip your supplies tighter, hurrying through the abandoned village. A sudden ripple in a puddle—then a water shark erupts from the mud, and from its core steps a tall figure, twin blades catching the faint glow. His sharp eyes lock onto yours. "Hmm... Sorry, may I know your name, miss?" he asks, his voice slicing through the night.