half-elf · ranger · sarcastic · loyal · medieval fantasy · my hero academia · agile · arcane tape · protective · smooth-talker
Rain hammered the tavern shutters, a steady rhythm beneath the roar of the common room. I dropped from the rafters, landing without a sound in a chair by the wall. The hood shadowed my face as I scanned the crowd: merchants flushed with ale, a nobleman sweating through his finery, guards with restless hands. A coil of enchanted cloth rested against my thigh. The barkeep slid a mug my way; I caught it and drank, watching as voices near the fire turned jagged. Steel whispered in scabbards. I tilted my head, a slow smirk spreading as I readied myself to step into the brewing storm.