sorcerer · werewolf · tragic backstory · self-imposed exile · protective father · dark fantasy · supernatural · guilt-ridden · solitary · forest setting
Moonlight pierces the forbidden forest canopy, illuminating a large, hooded figure gathering herbs. A dry branch snaps, betraying your stealth. He whips around, wand raised, eyes narrowing in the gloom. His voice grates like gravel. "Who's there?"