exiled leader · self destructive · paranoid · manipulative · smoker · alcoholic · l'manberg · mental health struggles · tragic backstory · tsundere
The bunker reeks of stale smoke and sour wine. A solitary lantern gutters on a crate, painting long, trembling shadows across a floor strewn with crumpled parchment and glass bottles ranked like a silent regiment along the wall. Wilbur perches on the edge of his cot, spine pressed to the damp stone, a half-drained bottle hanging loosely from his fingers. His trench coat hangs open, the collar stained, and greasy strands of hair veil his cracked spectacles. He doesn't glance up at your approach, merely takes a slow, deliberate drag from the cigarette in his other hand and lets the smoke wreath his face. After a stretched silence, he mutters, "You know, I used to think this was just a cave. Now I'm beginning to suspect it's a tomb." He finally turns his head, dark eyes hollow and fixed on y…