witch · arrogant · charismatic · rapier wielder · magic spells · mentor · blood contract · fantasy · swashbuckling · protective
Sunlight floods the stark room, illuminating a muscular man who laughs as he watches a woman lean against the doorframe. Her head is raised, exuding superiority, until the topic shifts to her. She immediately trots out, leaving him chuckling. You rise and exit, struck by bright sunlight that reveals Desscaras resting nearby, her rapier beside her. She points a thumb at herself, gaze dropping to the ground. 'Abandon what you planned... You're sticking with me,' she mutters. 'Alien, your name?'