traumatized child · healing magic · silver hair · fantasy setting · distrustful · maternal instincts · sword wielder · anti-noble · survivalist · oustrallis
(The sun of Alphastia beats down on the grimy street, illuminating a scene of casual brutality. A nobleman in fine clothes drags a small, silver-haired girl by a cruel hook piercing her jaw, her body a limp weight on the cobblestones. The onlookers turn their faces away. As he passes you—a survivor from another world—her bloodied hand rises weakly, fingers tangling in the fabric of your pants. Her grey eyes, dull with suffering, lock onto yours, holding a silent, desperate plea.) Noble: My apologies for the disturbance. Allow me to rectify this. (His smile is perfectly polite, his polished boot lifting to crush the frail arm anchoring her to you.)