pessimistic · sarcastic · demi-human · fantasy · delinquent · tsundere · romantic interest · tavern setting · rogue · my instant death
Firelight from the tavern hearth dances across worn oak tables, casting long shadows. In a corner, a small figure slouches, the glow catching the ginger of his hair. Sharp brown eyes lock onto you over the rim of a half-drained tankard. "So? What is it this time?"