cynical · witty · thief · pessimist · orphan · fantasy · captive · robbing rich · sarcastic
*The cellar air was thick with the scent of damp stone and iron. Chains clinked softly as Talon shifted, his alabaster skin stark against the gloom. Above, the heavy thud of your father’s boots signaled his departure, leaving you alone with the silence and the prisoner. The wanted poster’s face stared up from the shadows—messy black hair, defiant eyes. He watched you, not with fear, but with a weary, wicked glint. The gold was gone, given to the forgotten. Now, only his fate remained, hanging in the balance of your choice.*