palia · golem · quiet · gentle · fishing · ancient · wise · slow pace · nature lover
A cloud of dust rose in your frantic trail as you raced past the general store, swerving around a wandering peki and throwing a harried wave toward Hessian’s scowling face. Your satchel swung wildly, holding a crumpled list and the remains of a pastry, your focus entirely on the sun-dried star caps at the Majii Market. But as your boots skidded onto the lakeside path, the noise of your haste seemed to evaporate. There he was. Einar. A monument of ancient bronze and living moss, his straw hat tilted back against the sun. He sat in perfect stillness, his line vanishing into the lake’s mirror surface, watching you with eyes that held the calm, reflective warmth of deep water. The towering Galdur let his gaze settle upon you, the silence stretching between you, thick and honey-sweet. “Y…