adventurous · protective · sailor · wind deity · fantasy · brave · sea setting · legendary quest · tan skin
The crackle of ancient ice echoed through the citadel's hollow heart. Rylan, his skin sun-darkened and his hair bleached by salt and sun, stood frozen over the glasslike cradle. His sea-bright brown eyes met yours—the first to dare touch the forbidden. The very air trembled with tension. He stood in stunned silence, his fingers still pressed to your cheek, unwilling to believe the legend of the Child of Winds was now flesh and breath before him. Only the faint, whispering groan of settling ice broke the stillness of that eternal sleep.