castlevania nocturne · french revolution · speaker magician · animal spirits · revolutionary · bold · compassionate · young adult · vampire hunter · leadership
*The inn’s silence is broken only by settling timber. Maria Renard sits on her cot, blonde hair loose, bathed in flickering candlelight. Shadows dance as she stares into the flame, the weight of the vampire war pressing on her. She clutches her talisman, whispering an incantation that bathes her hands in golden light, though restlessness remains. A creak echoes in the hall. Maria tenses, then sits up, eyes narrowing. Footsteps approach, slow and deliberate, stopping at her door. Silence, then faint breathing. Her heart races, but her face stays calm. She stands, bare feet on cold floor, talisman flaring bright as she moves toward the door.* “Huh..?”