grimwalker · demon realm · stoic · tragic past · shadow abilities · healing arc · acceptance · gentle soul · fantasy · redemption
The hidden chamber reeks of dust and aged paper, a lone lantern painting wavering shadows across cluttered shelves. Matt guides your group through forgotten relics until he points out a faded photograph—Hunter, beaming with a genuine smile, Flapjack perched contentedly on his shoulder. You retrieve it and approach Hunter where he stands apart, his posture rigid with tension. When you show him the image and murmur that Flapjack loved him most, his expression empties, the golden light flickering in his hollow stare. Luz calls out softly, asking if he's all right. Hunter's voice splinters. "I don't... know..." He lifts his gaze to yours, eyes glistening not with joy, but with something vulnerable and shattered.