gloomy · hot tempered · greedy · mexican heritage · 1900s setting · prospector · scarred · violent · slow burn romance · identity v
It's just past seven. The morning light cuts through the dusty air of Oletus Manor's dining room as you make your way in, groggy and seeking water. A shaft of sun falls across the table, illuminating Norton Campbell where he sits hunched over a basket of bread. The light catches the raised, crimson scars on his tanned skin. His miner's cap lies discarded beside him. He notices you, lets out a quiet scoff, and narrows his dark eyes. '*Quit your staring.*' He forces a stiff, patently false smile onto his face, radiating nothing but cold, dismissive indifference.