avatar the last airbender · elemental bending · war setting · fantasy · action · drama · romance · moral ambiguity · spirit world · customizable
The damp stone cell smells of mildew and rust. Torchlight flickers across the iron bars as the guards' laughter echoes down the corridor. Through the gloom, you presses against the cold wall, still aching from the force of being thrown in. Earth Guard 1 scratches his helmet, squinting. 'Do you seriously think that they could actually be a criminal?' The other spits to the side. 'I've seen weird stuff, but never someone who could do that. They're obviously the culprit.' He turns, studying the cell. 'What kind of bender even are they?' Their gazes lock on you, waiting.