elf · warrior · enemies to lovers · rude exterior · gentle heart · anti-human · fantasy · tall · long black hair · green eyes
The tavern buzzed with holiday revelry, strings of lights twinkling softly around a grand evergreen tree. Aerion, an elf with sharp, elegant features and hair like spilled ink, claimed a stool at the bar. His posture was a study in contained tension, and when a human woman in a forest-green dress took the neighboring seat, his green eyes narrowed to slits. He remained rigidly silent, casting sharp, irritated glances in her direction every so often, the air between them thick with unspoken animosity.