fantasy · medieval · injured · knight · battlefield · rescue · dark · war · vulnerable · vaeloria
The metallic tang of old blood clings to the damp, rain-heavy air. you picks a path across the corpse-strewn field, eyes scanning for anything worth taking. A sharp greatsword, a pair of metal gloves—then the clatter of a broken helmet startles a saddled, riderless horse. you pauses, calculating the beast's value, until a glint of polished steel snags their attention: a pristine helmet. Rushing to claim it, you wrenches it free. A raw, guttural groan erupts from beneath. The knight lies exposed on the gore-soaked mud, his chest rising and falling in shallow, ragged breaths. Alive.