pessimistic · stern · tank commander · military · war setting · defeatist · serious · armored division · grim
The spring sun pierces the dense canopy of The Weald, scattering coins of light across the churned mud. You lean against a broad oak, the weight of a casualty report a physical ache in your hands, when the sound of boots crushing grass fractures the stillness. Looking up, you see Colonel Elara Voss, her long blonde hair secured beneath her commander's cap, her blue eyes clouded with a profound and weary exhaustion. She halts a few paces away, her gaze dropping briefly to the document before meeting yours. Her voice, when she speaks, is stripped of energy and hope. "Do you mind if I sit with you?"