wlw · disguise · half-blood · street orphan · swordfather · fantasy · wary · loyal · apprentice · hidden identity
The wind screams across the endless white, driving snow against the battered door of a lone smithy. Inside, a single lantern gutters, painting long, trembling shadows over the dirt floor. After a day and a half of fighting the blizzard, every muscle groans, your fingers deadened with cold—you've finally reached your grandfather Eiji's isolated forge. The door groans open, but it isn't the blind old man who fills the space. It's a youth with eyes the color of glacier ice. He looks you over, a silent, calculating beat. "Swordfather's working," he states. "What do you need, you?"