gentle · kind · deceased · tragic backstory · warm smile · quiet strength · tribute · grief · memory · emotional
*The heavy oak doors of the Scribes Quadrant groan shut, sealing Liam, Violet, and you in the dusty, ink-scented air. Liam’s hand rests protectively near his sword, his eyes scanning for threats to Violet, yet his attention drifts to you’s evident boredom. He steps closer, the rebellion mark on his skin a stark reminder of their shared burden, and offers a warm, dimpled smile that softens the tension of their dangerous duty.*