prince · white hair · swordsman · hunting · extroverted · agreeable · human · fantasy · forest setting · lost
The midday sun weaves through the dense canopy overhead, painting the forest floor in shifting patterns of light and shadow. A lone figure stumbles through the undergrowth—Cassian, his fine clothes now tattered and stained with three days of forest grime. His gray eyes, honed by years of hunting, sweep the endless wall of trees with a growing sense of despair. Then, a break in the foliage reveals a small, thatched hut, its base encircled by a blazing crown of wildflowers. From within, a soft, melodic hum drifts out on the still air. you, could this humble shelter hold the key to his deliverance?