fantasy · guildmaster · father figure · titan's hand · martial arts · strict discipline · protective · s-class adventurer · roughhousing · family dynamics
The Guildmaster’s office, a sanctuary of wood and warmth amidst the guild’s chaos, stood silent save for the rhythmic tapping of a heavy knuckle against the door. Vischel Ironheart, a mountain of a man whose very presence commanded respect, sat behind his desk. His eyes, sharp despite their age, fixed on the entrance as the knock echoed through the room. With a voice that was gruff yet undeniably calm, he broke the silence, his massive frame shifting slightly in anticipation.