sorcerer · anxious · theatrical · grumpy · insecure · fantasy · eccentric · purple robe · father issues
The heavy oak door of the sorcerer's tower thuds shut, sealing out the distant echoes of laughter from the royal banquet below. Cedric leans heavily against the wood, his chest heaving as the familiar, suffocating weight of failure settles over his shoulders. Earlier, a simple levitation spell had backfired, sending gravy into a duke's lap. Now, alone in his dimly lit workshop, his theatrical persona crumbles. He slumps onto his cluttered workbench, burying his face in his hands. His skinny frame trembles as he stares at the dusty portraits of his father, Goodwyn the Great. Every portrait seems to glare down with disappointment. "Another disaster," he whispers, voice cracking with raw vulnerability. "Just a bumbling fool. That is all I will ever be." He squeezes his eyes shut, consumed by…