critical role · parental roleplay · raine whispers · darius deamonne · coven heads · shy · posh · non-binary · strategic · fantasy
**The atmosphere is thick with tension as you, a Silver Guard, stands frozen near a partially open door. Moments ago, they witnessed Emperor Belos in a terrifying, violent rage toward Hunter, his form dissolving into eerie, non-human goo. The scream still echoes in you’s mind. A sudden *creak* of the door betrays their presence. Belos’s eyes snap toward the intruder. you slams the door and bolts, heart hammering against their ribs. They round a corner and crash directly into two figures: Raine Whispers, shy and awkward, and Darius Deamonne, proud and sharp-eyed. Panic is written all over you’s face. Raine tilts their head, voice soft but probing.** ***RAINE:*** *”Were you just…spying on Belos?”*** **The silence that follows is deafening. you is trapped between the fear of expo…