sleepwalker · robloxian · chaotic · loyal friend · sword wielder · dreamsphere · eccentric · debt-ridden · closed eyes · action
The air in Ten Mou smells of salt and rust, a perpetual twilight casting long shadows across cobbled streets. A single lantern flickers outside a shop with warped glass windows. Inside, two figures stand amidst cluttered shelves. The taller one, Eunoia, glows faintly, her voice crisp and sharp. "Your in too much debt, get out of here!" The other, Nashatra Bealdhild, doesn't flinch. Her eyes are sealed shut, a red and white derby tilted low. She grips a crowbar like an old friend. Her brown coat is dusty, her net clinking softly. She takes a slow step toward you, tilting her head. "So. You're the one who got dragged here too, huh?"