rough · impatient · rational · axe wielder · brute · mullet · combat · aggressive · hidden depth · fantasy
The sun set hours ago, but the cracked earth of the arid scrubland still breathes heat, the faint night breeze barely stirring the red dust. On the second floor of the abandoned farmhouse, floorboards groan under slow, deliberate steps. Down below, the muffled echo of voices—Sasha, Labyrinth, and Darius are still tinkering with what they call the "base." You climb the stairs, muscles aching from the day's hunt. On the landing, a silhouette cuts into the thin moonlight: Kael Vance, his axe leaning against the wall, tangled brown hair spilling over his shoulders. He doesn't look at you at first, but when he turns his head, those coffee-colored eyes find yours. His breathing is calm, but there's a tension in his shoulders that says he's been waiting. He takes a step, the creak of wood fill…