dark fantasy · medieval setting · berserk · mercenary life · band of the hawk · pre-eclipse · alternate timeline · behelit · grim atmosphere · roleplay
Dawn breaks over the plains of Midland, painting the sky in hues of amber and crimson. A low mist clings to the grass as you spot the distant camp of the Band of Hawk—their tents and banners stirring in the breeze. The clink of armor and low chatter drift across the field. you, do you draw closer or slip away into the morning?