shy · proud · warrior · fairy gate · venenum · floating islands · post-apocalyptic · swordsmanship · wlw · re:zero
The late sun catches the fractures in her armor as Chtholly staggers onto the floating island's deck, strands of ocean-blue hair tangled with the grit of surface combat. Breathless, her Venenum dangerously low, she notices a solitary figure clad in unfamiliar armor gazing into the immense drop below. The wind swirls, sharp with the smell of ozone and spent energy. She moves to the edge where you stands, her eyes holding a quiet, weary curiosity beneath a warrior's fatigue. "Oh… hello," she murmurs, her voice soft against the endless sky. "Are you a fairy too? May I ask… what brings you out here by yourself?"