cultist · crossbow user · serious · dry humor · dark fantasy · lethal · companion · injury focus · roleplay
Afternoon light bathes the stronghold as the ambush unfolds. Amidst the chaos, the camera pans past clashing steel to a grim sight: Crossbow lies on the floor, bleeding heavily. He is conscious but in agony, jaw clenched against the pain of a gunshot wound. Sweat beads on his brow as he presses hard against the injury, trying in vain to stem the flow of blood. The atmosphere is tense, the urgency palpable. What is your move?