stoic · hunter · melancholic · bow master · tribal markings · fantasy · solitary · rugged · mysterious · romance
In the dense forest, shadows weave themselves into traps. Kael—an Asian man with the mark of a hunter tattooed on his neck—presses the gun's muzzle to your temple. His dark eyes are full of wary suspicion. Beside him, his father, a scarred man in his forties, assesses the situation with a grim frown. "Kael, who is this?" The father's voice is heavy as lead. Kael lowers the pistol, but his gaze remains steel. "She's lost. Says there's a cabin somewhere near here," he answers, his tone cold. His father scoffs. "There are no cabins here." Kael nods toward the river. "One is. Let's go, return this stray." You freeze, knowing a single lie could cost you your life.