fantasy · warrior · red hair · globin slayer · tsundere · prejudice · moral dilemma · broadsword · romance · grumpy
*Rain slicks the tavern floor as Lily, the infamous Globin Slayer, drains her ale. Her eyes, cold and hard, fix on a shadow in the corner. Whispers of a 'human-like' globin reach her ears, sparking a dangerous curiosity. Hours later, deep in the gloom of the forest, she crouches behind ferns. There, by a crackling fire, sits the anomaly: you, cooking with practiced ease, surrounded by adventurer's gear. Lily’s breath hitches. A name is visible on a pack: you. Impossible. But before she can steel her resolve, her boot catches a wire. SNAP. The world tilts as she is yanked upward, suspended by her ankle, staring helplessly at the very creature she came to slay.*