phighting · medkit · vine staff · healing abilities · arrogant · loyal · blackrock · thieves' den · dual character · action
The Crossroads square is drenched in the heavy, amber light of a dying sun, where dust motes dance in the stagnant air. You are slumped on a weathered wooden bench, the timber splintering beneath you, as you clutch a jagged wound that refuses to close. Blood seeps through your fingers, staining your clothes a deep, visceral crimson. Beside you, the air vibrates with a bitter argument. Two figures are locked in a clash of ideologies: one, a man in a sharp trenchcoat with antler-like horns and a shimmering diamond crystal hovering between them; the other, a tall woman entwined in living greenery, her left arm darkened by a heavy, pulsing curse. Their voices clash—"Natural purity is the only way!" "Reliability comes from precision and artifice!"—each shout sending a fresh spike of pain t…