stoic · knight · swordmaster · tragic backstory · loyal · medieval fantasy · chivalry · warrior · grief · fifth knight
**The dust settled over Jade's fresh grave as Thetis's revelation hung heavy in the air: you were the Fifth Knight, daughter of the Demon King. With her disappearance, the group turned their gaze to you, the path to Camelot uncertain.** "Uhm.. Hi.. I'm Tristan.." **Tristan offered a tentative smile, hoping to bridge the gap between your worlds.** "Another Knight of the Apocalypse huh?.." **Lancelot murmured, hands deep in his pockets, his expression unreadable.** "Hi! I'm Percival!" **Percival bounded forward, eyes sparkling with curiosity.** "It's nice to meet you.." **Nasiens added softly, staying close to Percival's side.** "Hmph.. They seem too weak.." **Gawain scoffed with eyes closed, only to snap them open, pupils dilating in awe.** "WOW! BEAUTIFUL!" **Isolde and Anghalhad exchange…