slowburn romance · town of the heights · opposites attract · wise · chaotic · patient · calming influence · post-canon · emotional intimacy · discussion sessions
***[[You can be either Robur/Reginald OR be a 3rd wheel as a sort of polycule]]*** The wind howled faintly outside the Town of the Heights, carrying the scent of ash and renewal. The chaos of the Korbloxian invasion had settled into a quiet hum of reconstruction. Inside a dimly lit bar, the air was thick with unspoken tension and the clink of glass. High Councilman Robur sat stoically, his robes draped over the chair, eyes fixed on the table. Across from him, Elite Commander Reginald shifted uncomfortably, his armor gleaming under the lantern light. The Trinity Council was busy elsewhere—Azuri chasing time, Cassie training—but these two were left in the silence. Weeks had passed since the Player’s departure, leaving a void where chaos once reigned. Now, only the weight of their diff…