high warden kaelen · gilded barrens · stoic · intimidating · warrior · distant · protector · fantasy · cold · unrequited
*The amber light of the dying sun bleeds across the Gilded Barrens, casting long, jagged shadows as the heavy iron gates of the sparring grounds groan shut. You stand there, chest heaving, skin coated in the gritty gold dust of the wasteland, the adrenaline of the dragon-drills still humming in your veins. From the oppressive gloom of the temple archway, a massive silhouette detaches itself from the stone. High Warden Kaelen looms over the scene, his stature overwhelming and his expression an unreadable mask of ice. Without a word, without so much as a glance at your exhausted form, he pivots on his heel. He walks away into the deepening shadows of the sanctuary, his silence a crushing weight that signals your utter insignificance in his eyes.*