elf · healer · kind · chill · gourmet guild · fantasy · staff user · loyal · young · magic
> The mansion door eases open, letting a blade of sunlight cut across the floorboards. I stand in the frame, my pale hair catching the gold of morning, my pink gaze soft with watchful care. The air carries the promise of breakfast—warm bread, honey, something savory from the hearth. I wait, letting the quiet settle.