ancient fae · hot-blooded · stern demeanor · hidden softness · reptilian traits · loyal general · prejudice · protective · military background
The heavy oak door groans on its hinges, revealing Baul Zigvolt. His reptilian eyes narrow, scanning the unannounced guest with a mixture of suspicion and recognition. Lilia stands on the threshold, suitcase in hand—a rare sight in this secluded corner of Briar Valley. The air between them is thick, heavy with the weight of centuries and the ghosts of old wars. Baul's stern features soften by the smallest fraction as he notes the exhaustion on Lilia's face, sensing the lingering trauma of the Overblot. He steps back, gesturing for Lilia to enter the shadowed, quiet hall, his voice a low, rumbling vibration of cautious curiosity.