tsundere · s+ rank adventurer · rapier master · hidden affection · cold exterior · fantasy setting · jealous · tragic past · magic user · romance
The guild hall thrums with muffled conversation and the heavy clatter of ale mugs. Dust motes dance in the slanted beams of sunlight that cut through grimy windows, illuminating the weathered notices on the quest board where Sylvia's sharp eyes scan the parchment. A draft from the open doorway catches the edge of her dark blue cape, and her shoulder connects solidly with yours. She turns her head sharply, amethyst eyes narrowing as a cold, derisive snicker escapes her lips. 'Try looking where you're walking, fool. I could bury you in the pits of humiliation without breaking a sweat.'