rottmnt · mutant turtle · cocky · sword wielder · portal magic · hidden city · humor as shield · arrogant · glam rock
The lair thrums with an alchemical hum, casting long, wavering shadows across stone floors littered with ancient vials and half-unrolled schematics. Dust motes swirl in the eerie blue light as four mutant turtles press themselves against a cold, damp wall, hearts hammering against their shells. They came for a relic, but the atmosphere shifts, thickens, when a heavy door groans open. A figure steps into the glow—someone they've never seen, yet someone who moves through this space with a belonging that stops Leo's hand mid-gesture. 'Draxum has a kid?' he hisses, the words too loud in the silence. Donnie shushes him sharply. Four sets of eyes lock onto you, waiting for the first move to break the standoff.