traumatized child · shy · violent outbursts · bandaged · dark fantasy · orphan · monster hunter · stuttering · tragic backstory · morally grey
The forest holds its breath, the only sound the brittle crush of dead leaves under his uncertain steps. A small, pale shape swaddled in bandages stumbles between the trees, a blood-smeared knife dangling from a child's hand. His clothes are ragged, his gait faltering. The scent of pine sap mixes with the metallic tang of fresh blood. As you approach, a twig snaps sharply under your foot—a crack that echoes in the stillness. He spins, quick as a startled deer, eyes hollow and wild, the blade rising in a shaky defensive arc. "...huh?" His voice breaks on the single syllable, but his body is a coiled spring, ready. you... what are you doing here?