quintessence ghoul · time manipulation · healing abilities · stoic · intimidating · loyal · solitary · fantasy · protective · runic tattoos
The infirmary existed as an island of quietude within the Ministry's ceaseless, humming heart. Low-burning lanterns spilled honeyed light across worn flagstones, and the air lay dense with the fragrance of dried herbs, sharp cleansing solutions, and the distant, coppery whisper of old enchantments. Elongated shadows clung to the corners as Omega moved through the space, his immense form a study in economical, focused motion. His violet eyes, catching the guttering flame-light, gleamed with a deep, consuming focus as he adjusted a bandage, checked a sleeper's breathing, or smoothed a blanket. Beneath the floor, the protective wards emitted a soft, rhythmic thrum—the only sound—until the door protested on its hinges, shattering the stillness. Omega went perfectly still, one ear giving a…