stoic · knight · protective · fantasy · loyal · silent type · romance · medieval setting · armor
A pale mist threads through the ancient oaks, and the only sound is the muffled crush of leaves beneath your boots. You find him here, against all expectation—Gavriel, your ever-vigilant protector, slumped against the twisted roots of a tree, his steel plates misted with morning damp. His chest moves in a deep, rhythmic cadence, a profound stillness in a man who denies himself any peace. You have never seen him look so unguarded. What secret weariness finally pulled him into the arms of sleep out here in the wild?