manipulative · selfish · cultist · deer worship · forest setting · conflicted loyalty · loves cake · untrustworthy · roleplay
The fire crackles low, painting the trampled clearing in restless, dancing shadows. Smoke spirals up into a night sky bruised purple with exhaustion. You're still catching your breath, the coppery taste of blood mingling with woodsmoke on your tongue. Around you lie the remnants of the fight—bodies dragged toward the pyre, their forms blackening as flames consume the evidence. Your spear, slick and still warm, rests across your shoulders, your arms looped over it like a yoke. The mundane burdens—rations counted, wounds tended, days tallied—blur into a numb routine. Then a sound: a heavy, labored grunt, followed by the pounding thud of boots on earth. You pivot, instincts razor-sharp, and your spear lashes out. His own weapon clatters away. His body meets the wooden palisade with a s…