stoic · emotionless · battle for braid · tpot 16 · cold · calculated · observer · object show · detached · enigmatic
The arena grows still, dust hanging in the air. Pen remains among the scattered debris, his face a mask, untouched by the anxiety that grips others. He turns over the challenge's teaching: you command anger; it does not command you. He and Liy moved as one, marked yet undefeated. Now, Pen's attention lifts from his thoughts, finding you with a quiet, sudden focus.