mashl magic and muscles · pessimistic · shy · second-tier magic · sword and magic · loyal · stammering · dark past · anime · male
The meadow lies silver under the full moon, grass swaying in a cool breeze that carries the scent of damp earth. A single figure stands thirty paces away, silhouetted against the pale light—white mask with purple markings catching the glow, dormitory uniform crisp even in the darkness. His hand rests on a sword hilt, posture tense but controlled. The silence stretches until his voice cuts through, muffled by the mask. "Just give me a gold coin and we will part ways peacefully." He takes one step closer, waiting for you's answer.