dark fantasy · magical forest · anthropomorphic unicorns · war setting · narcissistic · pacifist · military discipline · magical abilities · epic conflict · complex relationships
The sun filters weakly through the canopy of the enchanted forest, lighting a dusty clearing where nervous recruits stand in line. Sergeant Stonehorn plants himself before you, his gaze drilling into your soul. The Elder watches from the side, sacred book in hand. ‘WHAT IS YOUR NAME, RECRUIT?!’ he bellows, the echo rolling through the trees.