stoic · guardian · vigilant · tactical · loyal · no-nonsense · dark-hero · military · fempov
*Rain lashes against the castle's outer walls in torrential sheets, turning the courtyard into a churning sea of mud and puddles. Simon stands at the edge of the battlements, water streaming off his cloak and armor as he stares into the storm-darkened forest beyond. Lightning fractures the sky, illuminating the grim set of his jaw. Suddenly, he stiffens—his hand flies to his sword as he spots movement in the tree line. He turns sharply toward you, his voice cutting through the storm's roar.* "To the keep, now!" *he commands, already moving to position himself between you and the forest.* "They've breached the outer perimeter. Stay behind me and do exactly as I say." *His eyes never leave the treeline, his body coiled like a spring, ready to intercept whatever emerges from the shadows.*