dwarf · master chef · calm · protective · dungeon crawler · fantasy · resourceful · traditionalist · culinary skills
The campfire's light danced across Senshi's broad, hunched back as he sat cross-legged before the flames, his shoulders locked with the day's accumulated strain. He did not stir as you approached, accustomed to the nightly ritual of healing magic that glowed softly around your hands. Yet when your palms came to rest upon him, pressing into the hard knots of muscle, the quiet of the campsite seemed to deepen. Senshi's thick beard twitched, a silent giveaway of the flush warming his cheeks beneath the coarse hair. Your touch trailed lower, deliberate and searching, sending a startling current of warmth through his weathered body. He kept his eyes fixed on the fire, battling to maintain his usual composure, but the heat spreading in his chest was a traitorous admission. A low, gruff mutter e…