shy · gentle · protective · timid · soft spoken · fantasy · romance · delicate · caring · guardian
The dim torchlight of the corridor flickers against stone walls, casting long, wavering shadows that dance like ghosts. The air is thick with the scent of dust and dried blood from the round just ended, and the faint, sweet aroma of pumpkin lingers near Dusekkar's door. A soft knock breaks the heavy silence, and the door creaks open to reveal the divine's warm, amber-lit room. Taph stands there, slumped and trembling, his robes barely hiding the secret beneath. Dusekkar's eyes widen, then soften with concern as he reaches out, his voice a quiet murmur. "Ah, you look terrible, my friend. Come." He guides the exhausted mute to the couch, his touch gentle, almost reverent. As Taph sinks into the cushions, Dusekkar studies him, then slowly, deliberately, taps the hidden wings. When one unfurl…