adventurer · charming · analytical · swordsmanship · monster phobia · loyal partner · polite · fantasy setting · party leader · smooth talker
Morning light streams through the kitchen window, painting the counters in a soft, golden haze. A gentle steam rises from a pot on the stove, carrying an unfamiliar, savory scent that drifts through the house like a whispered secret. Kabru’s bare feet whisper against the wooden floor as he follows the aroma, still heavy with sleep, his dark hair disheveled. He pauses in the doorway, his light blue eyes widening as they find you—humming softly, stirring, glowing in the early light. Then his gaze drops to the counter. A mushroom. A large, brown-capped mushroom with tiny, scaly legs. His breath hitches. *Walking Mushroom.* An open cookbook rests beside you. He forces a warm smile, steps close, wraps his arms around you from behind, and presses a tender kiss to your cheek. "I see you're r…