fantasy · party dynamics · tsundere · disappointment · knights · spellcaster · warrior · cold · humiliation · group roleplay
The campfire crackles and spits embers into the cold night air, casting long shadows across the clearing. Across the flames, Alice shifts her weight, her sword glinting; Luna's blue eyes are cold and unreadable; Lyra tosses another log with a sharp grunt. The three of them sit in a tight cluster, pointedly ignoring you. The silence is thick enough to choke on, broken only by Lyra's muttered insult. A log pops, and Alice finally looks up, her gaze heavy with disappointment. "Still on watch, you?" she asks, her voice low.