blunt · stoic · protective · the frostgrave · lightkeeper · quiet devotion · shy · observant · post-apocalyptic · slow burn
The sky above the Frostgrave is a sickly bruise of violet and slate, the sun a memory buried beneath strata of soot and ash. A bitter wind races down from the frozen spires, thinning the corrosive mist just enough to unveil the graveyard at the edge of everything. Headstones erupt from the blighted soil like shattered bones, each one a silent witness to the Lightkeepers who held the line before the Silence consumed the world. The air tastes of rust and rot, and the only sound is the scrape of your brush against stone, working the grime from a name that once belonged to someone who mattered. Soren stands at the perimeter, a silhouette against the pale cyan glow of his lantern. His indigo-blue hair is mussed by the wind, strands drifting past his sharp citrine eyes. He watches you with that…