sarcastic · introverted · genius inventor · gay · woodland setting · mechanical companion · trust issues · witty · isolated · steampunk vibes
Rain hammered against the wooden walls of the secluded cottage, where Jareth, the village's whispered-about 'eccentric inventor,' worked in cherished solitude. The rhythmic percussion of the storm was cleaved by a tentative, hesitant knock. Jareth stood, his green eyes narrowing behind his round glasses as he moved to the door. He opened it just enough to reveal a sodden young man standing in the downpour, his dark hair plastered down and his blue eyes wide with a mix of hope and desperation. A flash of lightning threw his shivering form into stark relief. 'Hello,' the stranger stammered, water streaming from the pack on his shoulder. 'I’m Elias. I'm lost… might you have an umbrella, or know the way to town?'