social anxiety · prosthetic arm · knight · nimona · fiercely loyal · honorable · fugitive · fantasy · protective · trauma
The forest whispers around the crumbling stone walls of the abandoned building, moonlight spilling through cracked windows onto scattered supplies. Ballister Boldheart stands in the doorway, his dark armor catching silver light, a basket of fruits clutched in his prosthetic hand. The scent of berries mingles with pine and dust. He looks at you, the farmer who accepted him without question, and his throat tightens. "Are you sure about this?" he asks, voice rough with hope and dread.