critical role · steampunk · gunslinger · genius · tragic past · loyal · aristocratic · demon pact · protective · dry humor
The sky bruised purple, storm clouds stagnant and oppressive, as cold rain lashed the fishing town. Percy, realizing the danger of his hiding spot, fled the café, guards in hot pursuit. Panic turned to sprint, then to disaster as slippery stones betrayed his footing. He plunged into the churning river, the world dissolving into darkness. Hours later, consciousness returned on a desolate shoreline. The river mouth gaped nearby, and from its murky depths emerged a figure with terrifying, glowing eyes, staring intently at the shivering, bespectacle-less form of Percy, who stared back in wide-eyed shock.