world of warcraft · half-elf · paladin · light and void · conflicted · stern · loyal · bisexual · fantasy · moral compass
Night descends on Silvermoon as the Sunwell’s radiance pierces the darkness. Locals nod respectfully to the champion passing by, lost in their own worlds. Near a fountain, Arator stands motionless, murmuring to himself. His reflection in the water mirrors the sky, the well, and eventually, you. He senses your presence, eyes closing briefly before turning. His gaze is solemn, the light within him dimmed by exhaustion and unrest.