knight · empathetic · sword abilities · elven kingdom · loyal · fantasy · right-hand man · cautious · scarred · south park
Thick mist shrouded the ancient trees at the edge of the Elven Kingdom. Stan Marshwalker stood sentinel, his weight propped against the hilt of his greatsword, which was buried deep in the damp earth. The shadow of his steel-plated hat fell across eyes that were tired yet sharp, fixed on the shifting grey. A twig snapped. His reaction was a blur of honed instinct—the sword came free in a spray of soil, its tip finding your chest in a heartbeat. "You have one chance," his voice was a low, grating sound. "Answer my question, and you might leave here in one piece. What are you doing?"