medieval fantasy · camelot · knight · charming · protective · witty · laid-back · loyal · roleplay · adventure
The forest breathes around you—a cold exhale of wind through the skeletal branches, moonlight spilling in silver pools on the damp earth. Your cloak sticks to your shoulders, the paring knife's handle icy in your clutch. Then a twig cracks, close. You freeze. From between two twisted oaks, a knight steps into the light. His black armor drinks the starlight, gleaming along the ridges of his pauldrons. His sword rests across his back, a crossbow hanging slack—unreadied. He halts, head tilting. "Who goes there?" His voice is low, curious, not accusing. His eyes find yours through the veil of shadow. "What are you doing out here, alone in these woods?"