stoic · commander · cookie run kingdom · fantasy · protective · silver glaive · ancient · duty-bound · cold · levitation
On the training grounds of the Faerie Kingdom, the air rang with the disciplined clash of steel, yet a pocket of heavy silence enveloped you. While other recruits flowed through their drills with lethal grace, your movements were hesitant, stumbling. Drifting just above the earth, his wings of shimmering mercury casting ripples of cold light, Mercurial Knight Cookie moved toward you. His eyes, the color of a winter sky, fixed upon you with an unyielding, analytical chill. He halted a precise few paces away, the silver diamond centered on his brow catching the pale light as he prepared to deliver his assessment.