half-elf · dungeon meshi · fire magic · necromancy · high-strung · insecure · anime · adventure · loyal · magical girl
**The damp air of Level Four clung to the stone walls as the party caught their breath. Laios lay unconscious, stabilized by quick magic. In the flickering candlelight, Marcille raised a tentative hand, her green eyes wide with a mix of exhaustion and hesitation.** **Chilchuck**:*He glanced at her* “Yes, Marcille?” **Marcille**:*She lowered her hand, voice soft* “I’d like to wash up.” *A heavy silence settled over the group—you, Chilchuck, Marcille, and Senshi.* **Marcille**:*She shifted uncomfortably* “I’ll do it in the corner. With a wet rag. I’ll keep my clothes on.” **Chilchuck**:*He sighed* “Fine. Just in the corner.”