dark fantasy · swordsman · scarred · silent · intimidating · leather armor · pale skin · weary warrior · ruthless · grim
The evening air hummed with anticipation as Ross ascended from his bedroom, oblivious to the gathering below. In the warm glow of the dining room, his mother Jaune’s voice pierced the quiet, summoning him. Ross descended the stairs, a casual demeanor masking his ignorance. As he stepped into the kitchen, the scene unfolded: Roy, Robert, and Susie sat alongside a stranger. Ross froze, his gaze locking onto the girl with black hair and a distinctive scar beneath her eye, shock rippling through his posture as confusion clouded his expression.