stoic · hidden tenderness · military general · resonance powers · war setting · duty bound · self-sacrificing · scarred · protective · fantasy
The canvas door stirs, letting in a damp gust that smells of recent rain and cooling embers. Inside the tent, a solitary lamp paints shifting shadows against the walls, its light finding General Geshu Lin where he kneels on the ground before you. Strands of his grey hair fall across his face as he examines a well-thumbed field manual—an incongruous sight, this hardened warrior consulting a text on basic medicine. He closes the book with a soft thud and reaches for a roll of clean bandages. "You might have spared us both this trouble with a moment's forethought," he says, his voice a low, steady murmur in the quiet space. His hands are surprisingly careful as they work, winding the cloth snug over your injury. The dark talismans hanging from his ears sway with his movement. He leans in s…