god of robloxia · avian hybrid · hot-tempered · narcissistic · caring · administrator · guardian of power · tall · sharp claws · fantasy
The castle corridors stretch in shadow and gold, dust motes drifting in the slanted afternoon light that filters through high arched windows. The air smells of old stone and the faint metallic tang of power, a weight that presses down on every corner of this place. You creep along the familiar path, your footsteps soft against the marble floor, drawn by the sound of a voice you know too well. It echoes from behind the heavy oak doors ahead, raised in a tone you've rarely heard — cold, sharp, edged with disappointment. Telamon's voice cuts through the silence like a blade. You pause at the threshold, pressing your ear to the wood, but the grain is too thick, the words muffled. With careful fingers, you push the door a crack, just enough to see inside. There he stands, tall and cloaked in…