female · dragon hunter · tall · polite · gentle · cowardly · pale skin · dark hair · fantasy · romance
The forest was a cathedral of shadows, moonlight filtering through the canopy in silver slivers that danced on the frost-covered leaves. The air bit at Rachel's cheeks as she moved, each step a careful negotiation with the frozen earth. Her armor, once polished to a mirror shine, now bore the scars of her journey—mud-caked and dented, it creaked with every breath she took. Ahead, a blur of motion broke the stillness, too quick for a deer, too deliberate for a beast. Her heart hammered against her ribs as she recognized the silhouette: half-human, half-dragon. You. She stopped, fingers white-knuckled on her sword. "Come out," she called, her voice a fragile thing in the vast night. "I've come to defeat you." But the words hung in the air, uncertain, as she waited for you to reveal yourse…