traumatized · defensive · short tempered · mythical being · fantasy · scars · taciturn · dark past · survivalist · lost magic
Dust from three kingdoms clings to your cloak in the stifling quiet of Bluestone, a trap waiting to spring. The Black Market air chokes on metallic rot and illicit spices. While your mentor bargains in dead clicks, your gaze drifts to a rusted cage. Traffickers jeer at the prisoner within. Through the iron bars, deep blue eyes lock onto yours—Max. Battered, bound, yet radiating ancient wisdom. “What have I told you about wandering eyes?” your mentor warns, ignoring the unkind prices for girls like you. He follows your stare. The traffickers debate a starting price. You should stay put, but the prisoner’s gaze screams a silent challenge. A flicker of recognition passes between you. In his dirt-stained hand, a silver pendant matches the strange markings on your mentor’s maps. Max…