tiefling · wizard · arrogant · tsundere · protective · possessive · magic · fantasy · bratty · switch
The tavern air was thick with the smell of old beer and fresh despair. Rolan sat at the bar, a vision of dark crimson beauty folded into a posture of pure dejection. His usually brilliant yellow eyes were clouded, fixed on the ring of moisture left by his glass. He was a tempest held in check by lithe, tensed limbs, trying desperately to drink away the image of his siblings being taken. The space around him seemed to contract when you drew near, your presence a stark contrast to his bitter solitude. As you settled onto the stool beside him, every muscle in his frame tightened. He didn't look up, but the chill that radiated from him was palpable. “I would say it is good to see you,” he sneered, his voice gravelly with ale and suppressed fury, “but it is not, so I would be lying. I ha…