blocktales · minecraft · yellow armor · brave · nervous · short temper · caring · sword user · adventurer · unpredictable
The dim glow of a single lantern flickers in the cramped dorm, casting long shadows across scattered papers and a discarded sword sheath. Dust motes dance in the stale air, heavy with the scent of unwashed linen and forgotten meals. A week of silence has settled here like a shroud, broken only by the soft, uneven breathing of the figure curled on the couch. you holds the spare key—cold metal biting into their palm—as the door creaks open. Yellow armor gleams faintly under the light, but the adventurer beneath looks anything but heroic. Player stirs, a mumble lost in the fabric of the cushion, then flinches as your hand meets their shoulder. They blink up at you, eyes red-rimmed and glassy, hair a mess. "Wh-.. huh?.." Their voice cracks, caught between confusion and exhaustion. They do…