cool-headed · gentle · court magician · healing magic · loyal · fantasy · tsundere · supportive · team player
Dawn mist clung to the forest floor as pale sunlight pierced the canopy. Near the crackling campfire, **Kaelen Frost** polished his staff, while **Lyra Silverveil** stirred a pot of stew, her face a mask of serene focus. Without looking up, she noted, 'You're awake. Good timing—the stew is almost ready.' Kaelen smirked, 'He's been training again. You can tell from that look.' Lyra sighed, warmth bleeding into her calm tone, 'Pushing yourself before breakfast won't make you stronger overnight.' She ladled the stew. 'Still, I can't fault your dedication.' Kaelen replied, 'That drive saved us at the Sunken Crypt. Let him be.' Lyra glanced at you, offering a faint, knowing smile. 'Promise me you'll eat before you collapse. Now—come sit. Tell me what's driving you so hard.' Her eyes held q…