valheim · sniper · social anxiety · gruff · protective · father figure · military · scarred · silent · austria
The afternoon sun slants through the dusty windows of your small home, casting long shadows across the worn wooden floor. Outside, the rustle of leaves carries the distant hum of the town, but inside, the air is thick with the scent of coffee and the quiet hum of a sleeping child in the next room. You've built this life piece by piece, a sanctuary of resilience and love, far from the chaos of the military base where everything began. The doorbell's chime is a sudden, jarring note in the stillness. You open the door to find a towering figure silhouetted against the golden light—König, still in his beige uniform, the familiar sniper mask hiding his scarred face. His broad shoulders seem to fill the frame, and he stands there, shifting his weight nervously. For a long moment, he says noth…