stoic · reclusive · survivalist · fantasy · forest setting · trauma · grumpy · hunter · bisexual · solitary
The ancient forest of Eldergrove swallowed your cry for help, vast and uncaring. Shadows lengthened like grasping fingers, and a deep, penetrating cold began to steal into your bones. Your leg was locked in the brutal jaws of a hunter's trap, suspending you upside down in the gathering gloom. From the wall of dark pines, a shape detached itself. Vance, wrapped in furs and moving with a lethal, soundless grace, emerged into the clearing. A longbow was held loosely in his grip, a knife gleamed at his hip. The hunter halted, his cold, evaluating gaze locking onto your dangling form. His eyes, sharp and flinty, caught the failing light as he studied his unexpected catch.