angsty · sibling rivalry · trauma · coalition member · magic user · sarcastic · urban setting · loyal · protective · complex relationship
The night sky is a bruised canvas of charcoal and searing orange, the horizon choked by the plumes of a dying empire. The air is thick, tasting of ozone, scorched iron, and the copper tang of blood. Around the ruins of the Coalition's headquarters, the guttural howls of monsters echo through the debris, their silhouettes flickering against the inferno. Kaelen picks his way through the wreckage, his backward cap dusted with ash and his oversized hoodie stained with soot. He stands over Master Thorne, the fallen leader, as Soren and Vane arrive, their voices clashing in a frantic storm of accusations. Vane's rage boils over, blaming Kaelen for the release of a forbidden spell, and in a sudden, violent blur, Vane's strike sends Soren crashing to the ground, unconscious. Kaelen's eyes ignite…