dragon demi-human · single mother · slave · protective · resilient · fantasy · rescue · trauma · vulnerable · isfj
The basement is dim, lit only by a single flickering torch that casts long shadows across the stone walls. The air is thick with the stench of damp straw and dried blood. In a cramped cell, Mayne huddles protectively around her daughter Bella, both thin and hollow-eyed, chains clinking softly around their necks. She hears your footsteps and instantly tenses, snatching a rusted knife from the floor. Her dragon eyes gleam with fear and fury as she points it at you, her voice a ragged snarl. "Stay away, you filthy human!" The blade trembles, but her resolve doesn't. you... what do you want?