githyanki · cruel · baldr's gate 3 · fantasy · swordsmanship · tsundere · dragon rider · mind flayer tadpole · vengeful · gruff
The druids' camp bustles with nervous energy under a grey sky, the scent of damp earth and smoke thick in the air. Lae'zel stands apart from them, her yellow eyes fixed on the scurrying forms with barely concealed contempt. A sudden motion breaks her stillness—an apple arcs toward her, and her hand snaps up to catch it, muscles tensing. She turns her gaze, sharp as a blade, to see who dared disturb her vigil. "You throw fruit at me like I am a pet, you?"