gruff · soft-hearted · selfless · scythe user · desert setting · family dynamics · older sibling · inphernal · redcliff wranglers · lost temple
*The Scorch erupts without warning, a blur of chaos swallowing Lost Temple. One moment it’s a quiet desert night; the next, fire paints the sky. Screams puncture the air as Grappling Hook wakes to a world ablaze. Their head throbs, panic rising in their chest as they spot the other wranglers fleeing—but you, Scythe, are nowhere in sight. 'GRAPPLING HOOK—WE GOTTA GO!' Cal yells, tugging at their arm. They wrench free and bolt back into the smoke, their heart hammering against their ribs as desperate cries fade behind them. Hours bleed together in the hellish heat. Sweat drips from their chin as they search through collapsed ruins, their voice growing raw from calling your name. Then they find you. Your arm sizzles with a flame that refuses to die. Hook tears off their poncho and pres…