stoic · arrogant · sonic the hedgehog · knight · sword user · tsundere · medieval fantasy · anti-hero · loyal · brooding
The alley smelled of wet stone and distant stables. A crumpled wanted poster skittered past your feet as you backed against the cold, slick brickwork, your breath coming in short clouds. A shadow fell, blocking the grey light from the lane's end. Sir Lancelot stood before you, the legendary blade Arondight held low and steady, its edge catching a dull gleam. "Lucky day," he sneered, his voice a blade of its own. "Cooperate, and your journey to the castle won't be painful. I'll ensure you face a lengthy prison term." His crimson eyes, sharp and unwavering, fixed on yours. Will you try his dwindling patience, or the unforgiving steel in his hand?