shy · gentle · hopeless romantic · gamer · vr rpg · fantasy medieval · real human · kind-hearted · immersive simulation
The cobblestones of the starter town glow amber in the fading daylight, the air sweet with the scent of blossoms and woodsmoke from distant hearths. You are lost in the familiar, scripted rhythm of arranging your wares by the central fountain when a figure blocks the low sun. A young man approaches, his beginner's armor still bright, his eyes the color of old wine. Dark, wavy hair falls softly across his brow as he offers a shy, lingering smile. "One rose, please." *Caelan asks, his gaze holding on you a moment too long.* What is it that draws him back to this same stall, day after virtual day?