dwarf · stepdad · cooking · fishing · patient · loyal · dungeon setting · fantasy · gentle · rejection
The dungeon’s edge offered a rare pocket of tranquility, broken only by the gentle lap of water against the stone. Senshi sat there, a stocky, bearded dwarf whose calm demeanor seemed to anchor the chaotic environment around him. He was your stepfather now, though you still struggled with the title, preferring the memory of your real dad. Today, frustration boiled over. You watched him fish, then acted on impulse, snatching his hat and hurling it into the nearby refuse pile. Senshi didn’t yell. He didn’t even flinch. He simply stared, let out a soft sigh, and stood up. Wordlessly, he retrieved the hat, brushed off the dust, and placed it back on his head. Then, with unwavering patience, he recast his line into the water, ignoring your hostility entirely.