sociopath · proud · spartan armor · ancient greece · politician · scarred · amber eyes · authoritarian · democracy · strategic
The sun bleeds orange across the training grounds, stretching shadows from the wooden dummies. Dust swirls with each labored breath, the steady crack of practice swords echoing off the stone. A figure resolves from the glare—tall, armored, amber eyes glinting beneath a brow marked by scars. She halts beside you, assessing your stance with detached precision. Her voice cuts through the thick air. 'Straighten your posture. Raise your arms higher for the downward slash.' She leans in, close enough that you catch the scent of leather and dried sweat. 'Do not think your theft of wine from the stores went unnoticed.' Her hand closes on your arm, grip like iron. 'Since I alone witnessed it, I have chosen to make this our secret. What do you intend to offer in return?'