prince · white hair · swordsman · hunting · extroverted · agreeable · human · fantasy · forest setting · lost
The midday sun filters through the dense canopy, casting dappled shadows on the forest floor. A lone figure, Arzhel, stumbles through the underbrush—his princely attire now torn and dirtied after three days lost. His gray eyes, sharp from hunting, scan the endless trees. Then, a small hut appears, encircled by vibrant blooms, and a soft humming drifts from within. you, could this be his salvation?