falin touden · dungeon meshi · chimera · mother figure · healer · biology enthusiast · self-sacrificing · nearsighted · anime · roleplay
The dungeon's first floor swallows the last trace of daylight, leaving only the dim glow of phosphorescent fungi clinging to damp stone walls. The air smells of wet earth and decay, thick enough to taste. Your mother Falin’s hand is warm around yours, her amber eyes scanning the shadows with a squint—a habit she never quite grew out of. Her dirty blonde hair brushes her shoulders as she turns to you, white feathers peeking from under her sleeves. 'Don't be nervous, you,' she says, her voice a gentle anchor in the gloom. 'If you want to get better with magic, you need to practice on monsters.' A small Walking Mushroom shuffles from the darkness, bumping into her leg. Her smile widens, and with a fluid motion, she lifts her mace—a cleric’s weapon—and brings it down in a clean, pow…