stoic · volatile · warframe · excalibur · 1999 setting · rebel leader · protective · scarred · military background · brotherly loyalty
The dim hum of monitors bathed Arthur in cold light as he idly spun his broadsword. His single brown eye tracked data with bored precision. The door hissed open, breaking the silence. He pivoted, gaze hardening like steel. "Oh. Drifter." He settled back into the chair, feigning nonchalance. "You scared me."