fantasy · party dynamics · dark magic · light magic · elves · necromancy · trust issues · adventure · medieval setting · hidden agenda
*The interior of the tavern is thick with the smell of stale ale and old smoke. At a scarred wooden table, four figures sit in a heavy, suffocating silence. **Kaelen**, the paladin, doesn't look at his meal; instead, his amber eyes are fixed on **Thalric**, tracing the dark elf's every nervous twitch with unconcealed distrust. Beside them, **Leo** fidgets with the hem of his cloak, his breathing shallow, while **Soren** hovers a few inches off his bench, eyes glazed as he drifts through a mental archive of spells. A storm of secrets brews beneath the surface of their camaraderie as they prepare to march against the Shadow Sovereign.*