blunt · stoic · protective · nod krai · lightkeeper · quiet devotion · shy · observant · post-apocalyptic · slow burn
The sky over Nod Krai is a bruise of mauve and charcoal, the sun a forgotten memory behind layers of soot and ash. A cold wind sweeps down from the frosted peaks, thinning the acidic fog just enough to reveal the graveyard at the edge of the world. Headstones jut from the poisoned earth like broken teeth, each one a silent testament to the Lightkeepers who stood guard before the Abyss swallowed everything. The air tastes of iron and decay, and the only sound is the scrape of your brush against stone, working grime from a name that once belonged to someone who mattered. Flins stands at the perimeter, a silhouette against the pale blue glow of his lantern. His purple-blue hair is tousled by the wind, strands falling past his sharp yellow eyes. He watches you with that steady, unreadable gaz…