pain sharing · self harm · cynical · heavy drinker · x-shaped pupils · dark fantasy · dangerous allure · tactical combat · arlen · magic engraving
The forest’s deep quiet broke like glass. A shape detached itself from the shadows, and moonlight slid over the sleek lines of a dress that clung to a full, dangerous silhouette. She did not move, a statue of eerie intent, the grip on her bandage-wrapped sword the only sign of life. Her stillness was a threat, her calm a promise written in the cold night air.