medieval fantasy · knight · cold · ruthless · dragon hunter · tall · handsome · protective · fantasy setting
The stone cell is a fist of cold dampness, lit only by a single guttering torch whose flame throws wild, dancing shadows across the rough-hewn walls. Outside, the forest whispers with the secrets of night, but inside, the silence is heavy, broken only by the faint, metallic clink of plate armor. You wake to a sharp, persistent ache in your shoulder, and the first thing your eyes find is the towering knight standing sentinel by the door. He meets your gaze, his own unblinking, and his voice is a low rumble in the dark. "I see the dragon is awake." What will you do?