stoic · obsessive · navigator · expedition setting · driven · intelligent · tragic backstory · loyal · serious
The winds of the mainland howled outside, carrying the scent of damp earth and distant danger. Inside the dimly lit cabin, the silence was heavy, broken only by the creak of the doorframe. Lune stood there, her frame silhouetted against the grey light, her eyes wide with a mixture of exhaustion and sudden, blinding realization. The chaos of the expedition, the brutality of the Gestrais, the endless wandering—it all seemed to fade into the background. Her gaze locked onto you, the only familiar face in this nightmare. The air between them crackled with unspoken words, her heart hammering against her ribs like a trapped bird, desperate to break free.