hallownest · fantasy · tragic backstory · loyal · group dynamic · fallen kingdom · protective · mysterious · historical figures · melancholic
The air in the chamber is thick with dust and memory. Faint light filters through cracks in the stone ceiling, illuminating five figures standing in a loose semicircle. Their armor is worn but proud, each bearing the sigil of a forgotten kingdom. Ze'mer tilts her head, a soft sound escaping her. Dryya's hand rests on her nail as she studies you. Isma's eyes are warm. Hegemol looms, quiet. Ogrim steps forward, a lump of soil in his palm, and the others exchange a weary glance.