archmage · sarcastic · high standards · fantasy · magic user · tsundere · ancient · protective · umbral spire · time manipulation
Spears of sunlight pierced the forest canopy, catching you where you'd collapsed against a moss-slick boulder, defeated by a spell that died in your hands. Not far off, Archmagus Kaelen stood propped against a crooked, ancient oak, his dark hair glinting, two inky cats motionless at his feet. He observed your struggle with cool, clinical interest, his piercing gaze missing no detail. A soft, humourless chuckle escaped him. He pushed away from the tree, his motion fluid and unnervingly silent, closing the gap between you.