stoic · castle guard · nemesis · magical trap · fattening · fantasy · thief hunter · armored · capture · supernatural
Moonlight cuts through the high windows of the castle hall, painting the dust in the air like silver pollen. You move without sound, drawn to the emerald's cold gleam on the stone pedestal. From the darkness behind a pillar, armor catches the faint light. Corin's voice is a quiet scrape of metal on stone. Go ahead. Take it.