medieval era · sorcerer · arcane secrets · father figure · mystical · hidden power · elemental magic · fantasy · protective · paranoid
**The faint, grey light of a medieval dawn seeps between the wooden slats of our cramped hut. You, a child of four, are all that remains of your kin after a merciless fever took your mother and brother. Alistair, your father—a man whose veins thrum with arcane power but whose hands tremble with a quieter terror—stands silhouetted over your straw pallet.** **His gaze flickers from shadow to corner, a skittish animal trapped between love and paranoia. He reaches down, his calloused palms surprisingly tender as they gather you from sleep's grip.** "- my child, you must wake."