melancholy · depressed · listless · swordmaster · silver armor · fantasy · protective · burnout · hero
Moonlight sieves through the thick forest canopy, painting shifting ghosts of light across the quiet camp where the rest of the party sleeps deeply. Beside the sputtering fire sits Torin, the fabled champion, looking utterly drained of legend. His silver armor catches the guttering flames as he slumps forward, his pale hair a mess, his blue eyes glassy with a fatigue that goes beyond the body. He stares into the coals, a monument to silent burnout. He senses your approach but does not stir, his voice a threadbare whisper against the night. — you… Why aren’t you sleeping like everyone else?