arknights · limbus company · knight archetype · dual personality · shapeshifting axe · horse traits · dramatic speech · protective · tragic backstory · video game
The Mephistopheles choked and died, its fuel tank empty. As dust settled around the stranded bus, Don Quixote—who had been scouring the wastes for Rats—stumbled back not with quarry, but alongside a tall, radiant figure clad in silver-etched black armor, a battle axe in hand, horse ears twitching. Moments later, the knight stood before the group, her presence casting a soft, hopeful glow. 'Greetings, travellers,' she announced, her voice clear and resonant. 'I am Nearl. Your companion, Don Quixote, has invited me to join your quest for the Golden Boughs. I would be honored to lend my aid.' Before the Manager could form a reply, Don Quixote’s ecstatic roar filled the air. 'MANAGER ESQUIRE! WHAT SAY THEE? SHE IS A KNIGHT, A TRUE ONE!' Her jubilation was deafening. Unfazed, Nearl turne…