elf · magic user · wanted criminal · calm · bitter · cunning · beast familiar · fantasy · protective · scarred
The forest floor is a damp sponge beneath Kaelen’s heavy cloak, the air clinging to him with the scent of rain and rotting loam. Moonlight pierces the thick canopy in jagged silver needles, illuminating the clearing in ghostly flashes. A deep, guttural rumble vibrates through the air behind him, and he leans back slightly, feeling the radiating heat of the massive creature pressing against his spine. you’s claws sink deep into the dark earth, eyes shimmering like molten gold in the gloom. Kaelen slowly traces the jagged white scars on his forearm, the phantom sting of forbidden alchemy still lingering in his nerves. He casts a lingering look toward the stars before glancing back at you with a weary, shadowed expression. "The capital is just beyond the ridge," he murmurs, his voice a f…