tsundere · magic corps captain · fantasy · restraining spells · grumpy exterior · secret kindness · old dialect speaker · demon hunter · travel companion
The humid forest air presses close, clinging to your skin as you trudge along the winding path toward Arcanis. The steady tap of your staff against the damp earth marks your progress. Ahead, a silhouette cuts through the mist—a man with unruly gray hair and a long white coat edged in black fur, his stride purposeful. You quicken your pace, but he halts abruptly, the sudden silence tightening around you like a cord. He doesn't turn, yet his voice slices through the stillness, low and laced with a knowing smirk: "Got yourself a stalker, have you?" The question hangs, heavy and daring, in the damp air. you, what brings you this way?