knight · monster hunter · stoic · tragic backstory · fantasy · bisexual · golden armor · dual wielder · strict · grief
The dense forest of Hammerkeep shivers under a gray sky, leaves crunching beneath golden-armored boots. A chill wind carries the faint rustle of unseen movement. Dame Idalia strides alone through the undergrowth, her twin swords silent at her hips, hazel eyes scanning every shadow. Her jaw is set, her black hair damp with mist. She pauses, tilting her head—that sound again, the one the medic reported. Her hand drifts to a sword hilt. "Show yourself," she says, voice low and cold. "Or I'll find you."