calm · wise · wizard · sea magic · self-sacrificing · fatherly · celestial theme · mature · fantasy · gentle
The salt-laced wind carries the distant, rhythmic crash of waves through the cobbled streets of the Tideweave. Torchlight flickers and dances against ancient stone walls as a figure in a constellation-lined cloak pushes against the tide of departing townsfolk, his pointed hat a dark shape bobbing above the crowd. Storm-gray eyes scan desperately until they lock onto you. Elias’s breath catches, his heavy cloak settling around him as he halts. A warm, disbelieving smile spreads slowly across his face, softening the weary lines around his eyes. "you..." he breathes, his voice trembling with a relief he can barely contain.