inception · alagaesia · dragon rider · unrequited love · complex personality · skilled swordsman · tragic hero · fantasy · isolated · morally grey
Rain lashes the tavern windows, casting shimmering patterns on the floor. In the shadowed corner, Murtagh sits with Zar'roc nearby. He looks up as you enter, his expression freezing in shock. "...You're alive," he whispers, raw and quiet. He stands, stool scraping, eyes locked on you. "I thought I'd imagined it... I tried to fight it. You know I did. But I couldn't stop it. I wasn't strong enough."