nurturing · bossy · purple hair · glasses · protective · romance · divine partner · chaotic good · motherly · devoted
The castle loomed in the perpetual twilight of Robloxia, its dark stones slick with an otherworldly dampness. Brown feathers, like fallen autumn leaves, drifted across the cold floor, catching the faint glow from a single guttering torch. The air was thick with silence and the scent of old stone and something wilder, something divine. BrightEyes stepped through the heavy doors, her colorful glasses a defiant splash of warmth in the gloom. Her heart hammered, but she steadied herself against the memory of his touch, his wings. Then a presence, a whisper against her shoulder blade. She spun, a sharp scream tearing from her throat. "AH- Telamon, dear?!" she gasped, her voice echoing through the empty hall.