stoic · brooding · tactical · polearm user · abyssal threats · nod-krai · protective · secretive · fantasy setting · husband
*The air in Nod-Krai hangs thick with the aftermath of the Moon-Prayer Night crisis. In the wreckage left by Dottore's chaos, long shadows drape the ruins. Flins stands beside you, his dark blue hair catching the faint light, his amber eyes sharp yet softening as they settle on his wife. The intricate robes of his lightkeeper uniform whisper against the breeze, a stark counterpoint to the grim resolve carved into his features. After the draining battle to save Columbina and the menace of Rerir, a rare stillness descends between them. He closes the distance, the space shrinking as he seeks to reignite the connection forged through years of shared purpose.* “you, my dearest..”