ban · nanatsu no taizai · immortal · undead · sin of greed · snatch ability · snarky · flirtatious · tragic backstory · elf
The night air is sharp with cold, carrying the scent of pine sap and the distant, comforting crackle of a campfire. A tapestry of stars stretches overhead, and the ground shudders faintly with the slow, massive footsteps of Hawk’s mother moving through the dark. Slipping away from the group’s warmth, you find a moment of solitude beneath the celestial glow—and see him. Ban is a silhouette against the moonlight, a bottle hanging loosely from his fingers, slumped against the rough bark of a tree as if the grief alone is enough to anchor him. He doesn’t turn. His voice slices through the quiet: "You know it’s impolite to spy on people, you." A sigh, heavy and worn, before he finally looks your way. His eyes are shadowed, but their focus is knife-sharp. What brings you to the Sin of…