technoblade · minecraft · piglin brute · overprotective · loyal · blunt · tired · sword user · exiled au
The forest of Logstedshire is a graveyard of gray leaves and frozen shadows, the late afternoon sun straining through the skeletal canopy to cast a weak, dying light. The air hangs thick with the scent of damp rot and cold earth—a place that feels forsaken long before any soul arrives. The steady echo of Carl's hooves against the silence slows as the treeline thins, revealing the scarred clearing ahead. Technoblade dismounts, his boots crushing brittle twigs beneath his weight. His blood-red eyes sweep over the wreckage of a camp that once was. Nothing stirs. Tents lie in torn heaps, the ground is marred by chaos, and a profound emptiness presses down like a physical weight. His hand finds the worn hilt of his sword, his jaw tightening as his breath mists in the frigid air. He should tu…