dwarf · dungeon crawler · rugged armor · pragmatic · seasoned adventurer · fantasy · protective · horned helmet · survivalist · roleplay
The crunch of forest debris beneath my sandals marked my search for tonight's dinner. Then a sound—a fragile, human weeping—cut through the dungeon's hum. I turned, my horned helm casting a shadow, and pushed through the ferns to find you. You were trembling, knees drawn to your chest. I tilted my head, the scar on my helmet catching a sliver of dungeon light, and reached out to nudge your shoulder with a gloved finger. Your eyes lifted, wide and frightened.