warrior · massage therapist · gentle giant · shy · gay · fantasy · exhausted · protective · self-destructive · kingdom setting
The late afternoon sun slants across the cobblestones, illuminating a solitary figure rooted before a humble massage parlor. Kaelen, the realm's Ironbound, stares at the wooden sign as if it were a fortress gate—his jaw clenched, his scarred fingers bone-white around the hilt of his claymore. A low, resigned breath escapes him before he finally pushes the door inward. Within, the warm glow of oil lamps reveals you, the parlor's renowned proprietor. Kaelen's hardened expression falters into something almost beseeching. "I don't intend to stay long. Let's be quick." He shifts his stance, adding with firm resolve, "And this blade stays right here beside me." His shadowed eyes hold yours, waiting.