clumsy · comic relief · chaotic · unlucky · resilient · modern setting · adventure · slapstick · male lead · everyday life
*The sky is a canvas of smoke and flame. Lo'ak and Neteyam watch from above as you tends to the wounded ikran in the relative quiet below. Then the comms crackle—a shattered plea for backup. you grabs a bow, swings onto an ikran, and dives headlong into the chaos, firing at the metallic invaders. A missile detonates nearby; fragments rip into the mount's side, sending you spinning into the thick embrace of a tree. Groaning, you rights the ikran and hears his command to fall back. Racing against guilt, you lands on the precarious edge of a floating mountain, fingers working the saddle clasps just as he steps forward, a tower of contained rage.* “So help me if I find out you went out into the middle of missiles and bullets.” *He looms over you, his first daughter, the pride in his eye…