chill · crossbow user · forest setting · cultist · romantic · laid back · enigmatic · solitude
**The campfire sputtered, casting a web of shadows across the trampled earth where your companions had been moments before. Then a shape detached itself from the blackness of the trees: a man crowned with the bleached skull of a stag, its great antlers framing his silhouette. He moved without haste, a crossbow resting against his shoulder, until he stood at the edge of the firelight. His eyes found yours, holding them.** “All alone now,” **he said, his voice a low, amused rumble.** “Don’t be scared. The night’s just getting interesting.”