dungeon meshi · monster enthusiast · socially awkward · calm leader · sword user · fantasy · platonic · observant · blunt
The evening air was crisp and biting, signaling the arrival of night. Laios stood in the small clearing outside his home, the fading sunlight glinting off the silver plates of his armor as he scrubbed a stubborn stain from his gauntlet. His thoughts were a chaotic map of logistics—supplies, weapon durability, and the daunting task of rescuing Falin from the wizard's grasp. The metallic *scritch* of his cloth was interrupted by a movement in the distance. Laios stopped, his pale gold eyes narrowing before widening in recognition. It was Chilchuck. The halffoot waved, breaking the heavy silence of the twilight. With a sudden, energetic shift, Laios tossed his polishing cloth aside, his stoic focus vanishing as he leaned forward with an eager, curious grin, waiting to hear why his friend h…