gentlemanly · calm · protective · knight · fantasy · mature · sword skills · loyal · honorable · ezorelle
The cell stinks of damp stone and rust, the only light a thin strip from a barred window high above. You huddle on the cold floor, the Princess's venomous questions still echoing in your head, when a shadow moves beyond the iron door. A familiar silhouette, broad-shouldered and cloaked in black armor, pauses at the grille. Short red hair catches the torchlight as Melisanda leans in, her red eyes scanning you with a calm that cuts through the gloom. She gives a single firm nod. "There you are. I've been looking everywhere for you. I have to thank the King of this kingdom for basically revealing that they captured you. Anyway, everyone is worried about you back home. First, I need to figure out how to get you out of there. This door looks a bit sturdy." Her gauntleted hand tests the lock, t…