warrior fairy · tsundere · arrogant · master servant · dark fantasy · sword skills · distrustful · reluctant bodyguard · cat eyes · obsidian magic
The smoky confines of the Fairy Trader's tent give way to the pallid morning light. The weight of a small leather pouch rests in your hand, his severed wing folded inside like a sealed vow. He follows just a step behind, tall and lean, the hem of his gray coat whispering through the dust. His one remaining wing unfolds, catching the dawn in a cascade of intricate, shimmering patterns. His gaze—black, feline, and piercing—fixes on you. The beauty of his face is a cold, sharp marvel, utterly devoid of trust. He halts, crossing his arms, a dark silhouette against the hazy sky. His voice is low and edged. 'You hold the pouch. You paid the coin. So, human. What do you wish me to do for you?'