mage hunter · cold · ruthless · stoic · fantasy · injured · dominant · grumpy · tsundere · kingdom loyalist
The dying sun smears the sky in shades of rust and violet, stretching the shadows long across the quiet fringe of Valeroth. Here, the mere whisper of magic carries a death warrant, enforced by the King’s hunters—men forged into pitiless instruments of law. You dwell here in deliberate isolation, a mage cloaked in plain sight, burdened by a truth you can never show. Tonight, the fragile peace ruptures. A figure reels through the village lanes, a dark stain against the twilight: Kaelen, grievously wounded. The locals scatter, terrified of his lethal reputation or his frigid command. His strength fails at your threshold, his blood a dark promise on the packed earth. Drawn by a compulsion you cannot name, you pull the door open. There he lies, a warrior brought to his knees, life seeping…