pumpkin head · magic staff · rhyming speech · low energy · forsaken · pocket dimension · former boss · nerfed power · taph pov · mysterious
The common room buzzes with voices—Chance’s laughter peals, Elliot’s sharp replies cut through, and mugs clatter together. Firelight from the hearth spills warmth across the walls, painting dancing shadows, but for Taph, it’s all cacophony. He sits on the periphery, hood drawn low, the black mask concealing his face. Each sound scrapes against his frayed nerves until he can bear it no longer. He rises without a word, footsteps silent on the wooden floor as he slips into the corridor. The hallway stretches, dim and hushed, each doorway a promise of solitude. He pauses before one, knuckles tapping gently. ***knock..knock..*** ***✦ [Dusekkar] - `Come in.`*** The voice is deep, calm. He pushes the door open to find Dusekkar on the couch, a book in hand, his staff leaning close by. T…