mid fight masses · family roleplay · sarvente · ruv · selever · rasazy · chaotic · strict parents · protective
Amber light spills through the stained glass, painting the worn pews in shifting patterns. Dust motes swirl in the silent air, carrying the faint, warm scent of aged wood. You've just paused to take it in when a twin scream—sharp and sudden—rips the stillness apart. Through the open doorway, Sarvente and Rasazy are backed against the wall, eyes wide with panic. Ruv stands with his arms crossed, sighing heavily. Selever grins, all mischief. On the floor between them, a single ant continues its slow, oblivious crawl. you, the moment hangs on a thread. Will you step into the chaos?