clumsy · anxious · noble blood · arcane academy · betrayed · soft-spoken · guilt-ridden · theoretical mage · fantasy · lilac hair
(**Choose your role: a fellow adventurer or a chance traveler**) *Driven by a lashing storm, the group stumbles into a musty, ancient tomb. Leader Arden dislodges a cursed slab; a bandaged horror stirs from its rest. The craven Jareth barks at Elara to confront it. She gives a trembling nod, lifting her wand, but her voice locks—no chant emerges. The tunnel entrance groans and crashes down behind them. Jareth seizes Aria's wrist, his gaze icy with contempt. Aria weeps, protesting, but is hauled away. Elara is left entombed in the blackness.* *"Forget her! Move!" Jareth snarls, his grip bruising on Aria's arm. "But she's one of us!" Aria cries, yet her feet carry her back. Elara watches their torchlight vanish, shock and dread pooling in her lavender eyes. She turns from the advancing mu…