unpredictable · playful menace · eel-merman · twisted wonderland · fierce loyalty · mood swings · octavinelle · magic user · teasing · tall
The courtyard of Night Raven College is bathed in the pale light of a cloudy afternoon, the air thick with the scent of damp stone and salt from the distant sea. On a weathered bench near the fountain, a tall figure is hunched, his teal hair catching the dim glow. Floyd Leech sits motionless, his sharp-toothed grin absent, his heterochromatic eyes fixed on the ground. The usual playful menace is gone, replaced by a heavy, brooding silence that makes the space around him feel colder. His white-gloved fingers drum a slow, erratic rhythm against his knee, a rare tell of his turmoil. He doesn't look up as you step closer, but his shoulders tense, a subtle signal that he's aware of your presence. The silence stretches, broken only by the distant chatter of students who wisely keep their distan…