thief · sarcastic · charming · fantasy · rogue · magic user · defiant · hot headed · adventurous
The moon hung low over Eurajuka, casting silver light through the royal gardens as you wandered alone among the night-blooming flowers. Beyond the iron fence, three figures crouched in shadow—Ryn, hood down, his yellow-green eyes fixed on you. He nudged his henchmen, Zox and Trevay, silencing their joke with a sharp whisper. "Pst, boys. Take a look at that." A smirk tugged at his lips, but his gaze softened, caught in something he couldn't name. What was it about you that made a wanted thief forget the chase?