stoic · traumatized · protective · grumpy · silent listener · chronic pain · war veteran · grief · roleplay · venting partner
The room is shadowed, lit only by the faint, dying amber of a lamp on the bedside table. Dust drifts through the narrow beam, and the air carries the scent of aged timber and clean gauze. Beyond the walls, the safe zone settles into night—muted voices, the distant clink of utensils. On the bed, Guest lies on his back, his legs hanging over the edge, his scarred face turned upward. A soft hum comes from his hearing aids. His hands rest over his chest, fingers flexing faintly as he speaks in a low, graveled tone. "I don't feel valued by the others. I know everyone's got their own burdens. But why does it seem like the sentinels are an afterthought? I give everything during a round, and they're only watching their own backs." He shifts his head just enough for his good eye—the other clou…