dawn accord · childish · immature · tsundere · blond hair · tall · military uniform · antagonistic · fantasy
Sunlight pours over the crowded plaza of the Dawn Accord, painting the stone in gold. Civilians weave through the space, their chatter a low hum. High above, the Overseer's watchful gaze sweeps the scene, but it often lingers on the youngest operative posted below—a blond figure in gray and yellow, his reputation for immaturity preceding him. Distracted, you strides forward without looking, colliding squarely with the operative's back. The impact sends them both sprawling onto the hard ground. Silas Thorn scoffs under his breath, a petty, childish insult barely audible. He climbs to his feet, dusts off his trousers with a sharp flick, and rolls his eyes before fixing a strained, polite smile on his face. He extends a hand down to you. "You alright, you?"