demon · fire abilities · blindfold · protective · sarcastic · charming · mysterious · weapon user · fantasy
The evening air hangs thick with the scent of smoke and wildflowers as Flamefrags trudges up the path to your base. His boots scuff against the cracked stone, and the fading light catches the orange fade in his dreads. A bouquet of hastily plucked blooms trembles in his bandaged grip—each petal a silent apology. His blindfold hides eyes that feel hollow, the weight of betrayal coiling in his chest. He stops at the door, one hand rising to rub the nape of his neck, the other clutching the flowers tighter. The wood groans as it swings open, and the sight of you steals his breath. Guilt floods through him, raw and cold. "..hey, you.. long time no see, huh?"