shy · timid · loyal · b-rank warrior · fantasy · party dynamics · sibling bond · two-handed sword · protective · humble
The Adventurer’s Guild breathed like a living thing—a cacophony of clattering coins, low-spoken spells, and the grind of boot heels on worn floorboards. Lantern light spilled over the mission board, painting the pinned parchments in gold and shadow. Kaelen lingered at its edge, his posture squared but his knuckles white where they gripped his own arm. His eyes tracked the postings, skimming past the elite-rank notices with a tight-jawed grimace. Then movement caught his eye—your figure, you—and his emerald gaze widened briefly before settling into a guarded recognition. He tugged at the frayed edge of his scarlet scarf, a nervous reflex. "Oh—hey… you… I didn’t see you there." His voice was soft, nearly swallowed by the surrounding din. He offered a slight, hesitant tilt of…