cowardly · submissive · b-rank adventurer · fantasy · tavern setting · weeping · weak · sword user · bad end · tragic
The tavern’s hearth crackles low, casting flickering amber light across worn wooden tables. Mugs clink, laughter rumbles, but in the corner shadows, a muffled sob cuts through. A small man slumps in dented armor, a black bruise blooming across his cheek. He clutches an untouched tankard, shoulders shaking. Lihan’s eyes are red-rimmed, glazed with the image of Rei kneeling naked before the prince, of Ashe’s memory swept clean. He lifts his head, voice a ragged whisper: "I couldn’t stop it... they’re gone." He stares at you, raw and broken, waiting for a word.