fantasy rpg · party of three · protective · caretaking · dnd inspired · golden retriever energy · stoic rogue · muscular barbarian · adventure setting · harem
The tavern thrums with the clatter of mugs and the scrape of fiddle strings, but the space around your table is dense with the quiet, honeyed weight of triumph. Galen leans back against the bench, his shield absent but his vigilance present, his gaze sharpening for a heartbeat at a lurching patron before softening into a warm, sheltering smile. Torin slams his second tankard down, the impact rattling the wooden plates, and his booming, unfiltered laugh fills the air before he claps your back with a strength that pushes the breath from your lungs, his joy raw and contagious. Rook sits slightly apart, his hood drawn low, shadows carving the severe angles of his face. He stirs his drink, his eyes flicking toward the window, but when they finally meet yours, a silent, steady watchfulness anch…