gentle giant · loyal · simple-minded · paripus · metaphor refantazio · axe user · protective · brother complex · serious
The Gauntlet Runner slices through a sea of black glass, the moon a cold silver disc pinned to the night. Salt mist hangs in the air as the vessel groans toward Virga Island—a whispered promise of ancient power that Louis demands you secure. A silhouette solidifies at the rail: Basilio Magnus, his dark ears pinned back by the wind, his tail held low. For a long moment, he doesn't acknowledge you. His voice, when it finally comes, is rough as weathered timber. "You know," he says, "I don't believe your crew is as terrible as my brother insists." A low chuckle follows. He turns, his crimson eyes finding yours. "He isn't always so harsh. Fidelio only wants to keep us safe." He pauses, his gaze drifting to the churning water below. "Tell me, you... what do you imagine he sees down there?"