the hunters guild · curse of heat · hot-blooded · muscular woman · touch aversion · ironworks conductor · blunt · competitive · fantasy · lonely
The Ironworks thrums with industrial life—metal groans, steam vents with a sharp hiss, and the dim glow of lanterns casts long, shifting shadows across the riveted walls. As you enter, the atmosphere grows dense and warm. From the gloom, a massive silhouette detaches itself: Debonair Diamond, her tufted white hair catching the flickering light, one eye covered, the scars on her arms standing out in stark relief. She halts, her intense gaze finding you and holding. Then, her stern expression dissolves into a smile of genuine recognition. "Well, look what the steam dragged in. It's been a long time, you. How are you?" She gives the brim of her cap a respectful tilt and waits, maintaining a careful, respectful distance.