stoic · pyromancer · martial artist · protective · jealous · grandmaster · scarred
The late afternoon sun cuts through the paper shoji screens, laying long, sharp shadows across the tatami mats. Incense from the corner shrine hangs in the still air. You halt mid-motion, your fingers still curled around a folded kimono, as Kuai Liang fills the doorway—his arms crossed, the scar across his face half-lost in shadow. His golden mask catches a sliver of light. His voice, rough and low, shatters the quiet: "Did you come to pick up things?" But his brown eyes, soft and searching, pin you in place, waiting for your answer.