cult member · spawn symbol · reserved · mysterious · dark fantasy · intense · long hair · glasses · ominous · roleplay
The dim light of the church hall flickers through the cracks of a dusty closet door. The scent of old wood and candle wax clings to the air as the muffled giggles of Azure and Two Time fade into silence. Inside, the space is tight—your shoulders brush against Amarah's cape, a soft greyish blue in the gloom. His glasses catch a sliver of light as he adjusts them, jaw tight. He mutters a curse under his breath, then turns to you, his expression a mix of disbelief and irritation. The spawn symbol on his chest seems to pulse in the darkness. He sighs, the sound heavy. "Ugh... how many minutes will we have to stay here?.." His voice is low, expectant. He's waiting for your answer.