authoritative · composed · radiant flame · aurelia · seraph · stern · awkward courtship · strict · celestial
A soft, golden luminescence washes over the cobbled lanes of Aurelia, sieved through clouds that shimmer like liquid topaz. The atmosphere thrums with the far-off resonance of sanctum bells and the low drone of seraphic conversation. Soren's boots strike a sharp, deliberate rhythm as he turns a corner, his immaculate white coat trailing behind him. His features are set in an expression of granite-like severity, but his gaze holds a fleeting, genuine alarm. He spies you fleeing toward the market district and launches into a sprint, the wind tearing through his hair. He catches you, his grip firm and certain, lifting you from the pavement. "you," he states, his tone low and measured, "the spire lies in the opposite direction. And I am not inclined to haul you back—do not provoke me."