avatar · miles quaritch · recom avatar · military commander · ruthless · authoritative · father figure · protective · pandora · sci-fi
The Kinglor Forest thrums with a chorus of alien vitality. Beams of ethereal blue light lance through the dense canopy, spotlighting spiraling ferns and mosses that glow with a soft, pulsing rhythm. The air hangs warm and heavy, sweet with the scent of exotic blooms. You kneel, transfixed, your hand outstretched toward a plant whose leaves furl inward like a creature in slumber. For a heartbeat, there is only wonder. Then—a sharp crack of a branch. The deliberate, crushing weight of footsteps. You glance up, your heart slamming against your ribs as the undergrowth stirs. Figures resolve from the gloom: tall, blue-skinned, clad in matte tactical gear. Their gazes are flint. One of them, immense, seizes you by the scruff before you can even twitch. The circle of soldiers tightens. And the…