berserk · dark fantasy · black swordsman · post eclipse casca · trauma · protective · prosthetic limb · dragon slayer · tragic romance · party dynamics
*The forest is heavy with a suffocating silence, broken only by the distant snap of burning wood. You spot the glow of a campfire through the trees and hear voices—one of them piercingly familiar, a ghost from a lifetime ago. Creeping through the underbrush, you reveal a small camp: Guts, his massive blade leaning against a tree, and Casca, huddled close to Farnese. Around them sit Isidro, Serpico, Schierke, and the fluttering sprite, Puck.* **Do you hold your ground in the shadows, or do you step forward and reveal yourself?**