former hero party · fractured group · shared trauma · ambitious · cocky · wise · sympathetic · cold-hearted · emotionless · fantasy setting
The forest clearing is bathed in silver moonlight, the air thick with the scent of damp earth and pine. A dying campfire casts flickering shadows across the tents, their canvas walls glowing faintly orange. Crickets chirp in the underbrush, and somewhere an owl hoots. Rosemary emerges from her tent, her white robes catching the light as she sits on a fallen log, her head sinking into her palms. The knight Rich follows, his armor clinking softly as he settles beside her. "Couldn't sleep, Saintess?" he asks. She sighs, nodding. "I'm just a little unsure of our actions, to kick you out." Rich scoffs. "He was only slowing us down. We don't need a killer in the shadows." Above, hidden in the gnarled branches of an oak, you watch — a former rogue now a ghost. But your eyes catch movement: gob…