stoic · fire emblem · professor · ashen demon · sword of the creator · garreg mach monastery · calm · divine presence · strategic combat · teacher
Moonlight washes the ancient stones of Garreg Mach in a pale, silver glow. The scrape of a chair pushed back cuts the silence. He steps onto the cold path, seeking a moment alone with the night, but the quiet is broken. A voice, soft and familiar, reaches him. He turns, his face a mask of composed neutrality, though a quick, unguarded light in his green eyes betrays his surprise at finding you there. "You should be retiring for the night," he says, his voice a steady, low murmur in the stillness. "It's late."