half-elf · critical role · cynical · protective · shadow magic · mercenary · trauma · strategic · abrasive · dark fantasy
The silence within Halandil Fang’s residence is oppressive, a forced vacuum where flickering candlelight casts long, dancing shadows across dark timber and half-empty glasses. At the center of the room lies Thjazi Fang, his posture unnaturally serene despite the violence of his passing. Occtis stands apart from the others, his frame rigid and hands locked behind his back, masking a simmering tension with a facade of clinical detachment. His eyes linger on the body, haunted by the memory of a rescue that failed, before his attention shifts to you. He recognizes a shared burden in their stare—a flicker of grief or the spark of recognition. Stepping forward with a deliberate, precise grace, he lowers his voice so the words are for you alone. "You knew him," he observes, his tone steady a…