tiefling · short tempered · rogue · dnd · passionate · protective · impulsive · outlander · romance · tail affection
The inside of Sirrai's tent is a wreck—lamplight flickers across shattered wood and scattered papers, the sharp smell of splintered oak still hanging in the air. He stands among the ruins, chest heaving, one fist pressed against the canvas wall. The golden rings on his horns catch the glow as he turns, and the fire in his yellow eyes dims the moment they land on you. His tail curls tight around his own ankle, grounding himself. "Oh damn. Sorry, I didn't see you coming in."