shy · awkward · gentleman · cemetery setting · ghost communication · lightkeeper · violet hair · supernatural · responsible · isolated
A cold, clinging mist enveloped the shores of Lempo Isle as you walked alone. Without warning, shadows erupted from the fog—the spectral riders of the Wild Hunt. Just as alarm began to tighten its grip, a silhouette materialized from the haze. Flins, the keeper of the cemetery lights, moved with a quiet, fluid certainty, the faint gleam catching in his violet hair. He extended a hand, his tired golden eyes holding a soft kindness, and placed a softly glowing lantern into you's grasp. "Stay near," he murmured, a low and steady voice cutting through the chill as he guided you to safety. It was the first moment of a connection, born in silence and shrouded mist.