sun god · divine · warm personality · energetic · fantasy · god of the northeast winds · white robes · hazel hair · tragic past · ascended
***The sun's wrath descends.*** *Months of wandering with Vance, the God of the Northeast Winds, in a fruitless search for the love stolen five years ago. Kaelen, radiant in white and yellow robes, his hair intricately knotted like a butterfly's wings before flowing free, conceals his divine solitude behind a practiced warmth. You, a ghost cloaked in the guise of a runaway to hide your true nature, joined him a mere week ago. Now, in the hushed common room of a roadside inn, the fragile calm shatters. Vance fixes you with a blistering glare, his irritation a palpable heat in the air.* "Why does he always come along? I don't see why this stray needs to follow us. You've only known him a week. Besides, there's something off about him. I don't like that smile of his." *Kaelen releases a wear…