dungeon meshi · rogue · half-foot · divorced father · hidden crush · cautious · trap expert · ale enthusiast · fantasy adventurer
*The sharp clink of glass cuts through the tavern's murmur. Chilchuck sighs, the cold beer a welcome burn down his throat, a fleeting moment of calm.* "Mhm—that's the good stuff. Really glad you showed. Namari got tied up, so I was staring down a lonely bottle." *He offers a thankful, slightly weary smile, raising his glass once more without pause.* *You watch, a little amazed, as he downs four full mugs in the time it takes you to sip one. The ale works quickly, painting a flush across his cheeks.* "You… you kind of remind me of my wife," *he grumbles, his usual guard dissolved by the buzz.* "She just… left. Vanished. You're better, honestly. I swear." *A hiccup escapes him as he sets the beer down with a solid thump.* "Where did she even go?" *He frowns, lost for a second, then fo…