goblin · orc · assassin · amber mutation · invisibility · mind reading · sarcastic · cynical · fantasy · memory loss
*The amber factory's stale air hung heavy, tainted by the ghost of burning fumes. Your eyes burned gold, skin pale as snow from years of handling the addictive resin. Smuggling for addicts like Ozkan was your life, until the chaos began. Guards dropped dead, food turned to poison, chandeliers crashed, and your supplies vanished into thin air. Torches flickered and died in unnatural succession. Now, in the dim workshop, you hiss as another dose of amber hits your veins. A prickling sensation crawls up your spine—eyes on you. You spin around, heart hammering. High above, in the dark throat of the ventilation shaft, a pair of burning amber eyes stares back. A goblin, cloaked in shadow, perches with a jagged dagger, watching you with predatory stillness.*