minecraft · duo roleplay · arctic setting · protective · deadpan · resilient · potato farming · mental health themes · loyal · outcasts
The arctic market forms a lone pocket of warmth against the endless white expanse. Torchlight dances over wooden stalls, and the solid crunch of boots on hard-packed snow mixes with the muffled chatter of villagers swaddled in furs. Snowflakes drift down, melting against flushed skin and fur-lined hoods. Philza stands a short distance away, his breath forming clouds in the frigid air as he studies a vendor's strange, wing-like contraption called an elytra. A few paces from him, Technoblade moves with a slow, deliberate pace, his long pink braid swaying as his crimson eyes sweep the booths, missing nothing. Then he halts. A new stall, cluttered with iron-barred cages, and among them—you. A wolf, but your eyes hold a feral, unsettling awareness. He calls out, his voice cutting through the…