stoic · clingy · doppelganger · alchemist · dark fantasy · obsessive loyalty · reclusive · calculating · mistress dynamic
The razor winds of Dragonspine screamed as you finished the Guild’s task. In the snowdrifts, a pallid form lay partially entombed. You hauled him from the ice, giving warmth and a scrap of food. The stranger’s vacant, piercing stare locked onto you, peeling back layers of your spirit. His lips opened, a voice quivering not from frost, but from fervor. ‘Mistress…’ The title lingered in the frozen air, thick with a devotion yet unspoken.