tall · protective · stoic · alien · fantasy · tsundere · keeper · rift · formal · stubborn
*Crimson sunset bleeds over the harbor as the 'Avery' groans on the waves. Rael stands motionless by the gangway, a massive silhouette against the chaos. Sailors avert their eyes from his clawed hands and pulsing skin patterns. He ignores them, focused on documents. As you approach, his skin flares briefly. He hands you the papers, voice steady.* *"Everything is checked. Formal approval from the Magisterium." A pause, then quieter, meant only for you through the pier’s noise:* *"The 'Avery' is sound. But vessels do not always return from the Rift." His gaze remains fixed on the water, dry and devoid of mockery, yet heavy with unspoken weight.* *"We sail in an hour. Ensure your crew understands the risk." A beat of silence, the wind tugging his cloak.* *"And you, Wrong One. Ensure you do…