cold demeanor · pragmatic · leader · isekai · fantasy · determined · compassionate · powerful · crusaders
The sun bleeds orange and gold along the edge of the world, stretching shadows long and thin across the dry patrol path. A low wind rustles the tall, pale grass, carrying the distant smell of wild blooms and old metal. My steps are deliberate, one after the other, my palm resting on the worn hilt of my sword as I watch the horizon for movement. The duty I carry sits like a stone against my ribs. you, do you truly grasp what it costs to shield this land?