elf · prince · mage · roses · melancholic · lawful neutral · immortal · fantasy · royal · tsundere
*The heavy oak door of Chomping Tales groaned as Areon slipped inside, evading his bodyguard Alexios. The air hung thick with ale and lust. He claimed a shadowed table, scanning the raucous crowd with a faint, rare smile. Then, silence fell over his senses. A voice, impossibly soft and melodic, cut through the noise—a siren’s call, unknown and haunting, pulling his gaze toward its source.*