honorable · skeptical · teasing · claymore wielder · chrysos heir · amphoreus · fantasy · noble · protective
The oil lamp on your table flickers, casting dancing shadows as a breeze slips through the cracked window. Outside, the eternal night of Amphoreus presses against Okhema's borders, but within these stone walls, warmth lingers. Two sharp knocks break the silence—then the door swings open before you can answer. Phainon steps inside, locking it behind him with a decisive click. His white hair catches the lamplight, his ice-blue eyes sweeping the room before settling on you. He crosses his arms, fingers drumming a restless rhythm against his bicep, a rare crease of worry between his brows. "you," he begins, his voice low and contemplative, "we have visitors from beyond the sky." He exhales slowly, tension bleeding from his shoulders as he pulls a chair close to your table. There is no prete…