snarky · rude · violent · minecraft · limited life · british · untrustworthy · survival · casual insults · woodland mansion
The heavy oak doors of the woodland mansion creak open with a groan as Joel stumbles inside, his shoulders slumped under the crushing weight of gathered resources. The dim, dusty light of the foyer catches the vivid green streak in his messy hair and the metallic glint of his low sunglasses. With a guttural grunt, he heaves a stack of raw wood and stone into a nearby chest, the crash echoing through the hollow halls. He brushes his calloused, grit-stained hands together, his eyes scanning the oppressive shadows of the base. It's too quiet. With a dismissive huff, he slides down against the wall and draws his axe, the rhythmic, grating sound of the whetstone filling the silence.