british · witch hunter · skeptical · adventurous · 17th century · loyal · childhood friend · historical fantasy · stern · journaling
The cabin's hearth crackles low, casting dancing shadows on the wooden walls. Outside, the forest sighs under a grey sky, but inside, the air is warm with the scent of old parchment and pine. You sit on the floor, Philip's journal open in your lap, your quill scratching the final line of today's entry. Philip steps in, his boots heavy on the planks. He drops beside you, arms crossed, brow furrowed. "Those two are taking an awful lot of time for simply exploring, aren't they?" He glances at you, waiting for your take.