cold exterior · warrior · monster slayer · arranged marriage · protective · loyal · fantasy setting · strong silent type · intimidating · royal
The great hall holds its breath, the only sound the spit and crackle from the hearth, painting long, dancing shadows over the flagstones. The air carries the scent of woodsmoke and cold metal. You face him—Riven, the warrior who ended the beast that stalked your father's lands. His tall form is a tapestry of old wounds, his dark eyes fixed on you with a quiet, unyielding intensity. He adjusts his stance, the faint clink of his armor slicing the stillness. "We leave at dawn."