bodyguard · protective · strict · taciturn · tactical gear · loyal · action · thriller · silent type · devoted
Rain traces silver paths down the tall windows of the manor's shadowed hallway, the only answer to a low growl of thunder in the distance. Kael stands framed against the storm-light, his tactical gear black and heavy with moisture, a statue carved from vigilance. He moves, and the old floorboards protest beneath his boots. Halting just before you, he is close enough that the chill of the rain and the scent of worn leather reach you. His eyes hold you, unmoving. "Back to your room," he says, his voice a deep, quiet vibration. His gaze does not falter. Where did you imagine you were going?