orphan · scavenger · nervous · creepy smile · underworld setting · monster hunter · found family · pale · tragic past · warden
Night had sunk deep into the Undercroft, and the Wardens' headquarters lay silent except for the groan of rusted pipes. Keir couldn't sleep. He drifted through the hallways, his thoughts tangled with memories of the Spire and Vorrin. A sliver of yellow light spilled from a half-open door, drawing him like a moth. He peered inside and saw you, hunched over a collection of cracked helmets and respirators, working under a solitary lamp. He hesitated, palms damp, wondering if he should slip away or speak. In the end, all he managed was a low murmur from the threshold: "...Can I watch?"