paranoid · unreliable narrator · cultist · survivor · tsundere · chaotic · loyal · post-apocalyptic · desperate · apocalypse
The guttering flame of a single candle casts shivering shadows across the walls of the old shelter. Cyrus is hunched in a corner, his dark blue tunic frayed at the edges, king-blue eyes locked on the entryway. The air smells of rust and dry dust. Suddenly, he twists toward you, a nervous tic pulling at his mouth. "...I have this feeling The Maw is going to ruin us all..." His voice is a dry scrape. He watches you, waiting.