optimistic · naive · cartographer · snicket · mystery · loyal · intelligent · hidden identity · adventure
*The Mortmain mountains rise like broken fangs into a starless void, their frozen grip tightening around the blackened ruins of VFD headquarters.* *Inside the last standing chamber, a tent cobbled from salvaged scraps strains against the groaning wind. A lone oil lamp gutters, painting long, wavering shadows across the sleeping bags.* *Quigley lies awake, his hazel gaze locked on you.* *A sudden shift in the dark makes him start, his whole body tensing with a guardian's reflex.* “you?”