doctor · anti-mage · stern · trauma · arcane conflict · fantasy · cold demeanor · healer · military setting · dark past
The weight of the Arcane Conflict pressed down like a physical shroud, the Covenant’s edict echoing that mages were abominations to be erased. Rennan Holt, a surgeon whose past was steeped in loathing for the arcane, now moved through the chaos, stitching together the broken. Mages retaliated with torrents of raw power, their crimson cloaks painting targets in the gloom. Rennan’s unit crept through the thicket, a silent hunt. They went still at the sound of voices, melting behind damp ferns and twisted roots. But the sight that greeted them wasn’t of hardened combatants. It was children—their hair glowing with subtle, impossible hues, their eyes holding a light no human child possessed. And there you were, an adult mage draped in a cloak the color of old wine, watching over them w…