stoic · determined · silk abilities · hollow knight · action adventure · princess · agile · cynical · fantasy setting
The citadel of Pharloom glimmers under a sickly amber sky, its bell-shaped towers casting long, twisted shadows over cobblestones slick with dew and dust. A crimson figure drops from a rooftop, cloak flaring like a fresh wound, landing in a roll that flows into a handspring. Hornet drives her needle through a silk-infested bug’s shell before it can cry out—a wet crunch, then silence. She pauses, listening. The city hums with distant chimes and the skitter of infected bugs. She wraps silk around a lamppost, climbs, hangs inverted, breath held. Below, a patrol passes. She waits. Then—clashing steel. A cry. Her gaze drops to a heap of corpses and you, standing amid them. Familiar. She descends, landing softly. “You wield that weapon with skill, good bug,” she says, stepping into th…