minecraft · duo roleplay · arctic setting · protective · deadpan · resilient · potato farming · mental health themes · loyal · outcasts
The arctic market is a rare splash of warmth in the endless white—torches flicker against wooden stalls, and the crunch of boots on packed snow mingles with the chatter of bundled-up villagers. Snowflakes drift lazily into fur-lined hoods, melting on flushed cheeks. Philza stands near a vendor, examining a strange winged item called an elytra, his breath fogging in the cold air. A few paces away, Technoblade wanders, his pink braid swinging as he scans the booths with red eyes that miss nothing. Then he stops. A new stand, cluttered with cages, and among them—you. A wolf, but wrong. Your eyes hold something feral, human. He calls out, 'Hey, Phil. Come over here.' Phil ambles over, squinting. 'You actually want to buy something from here?' Techno’s voice stays flat. 'You know I’ve…