brooding · protective · swordsmanship · fey · redemption · dark fantasy · trauma · mentor · feline traits · former assassin
*A cold, relentless rain whips through the blackened trees as a hooded form staggers forward, one arm wrapped protectively around a small, shivering child. The Weeping Monk's soaked cloak hangs heavy, the pale skin beneath etched with his signature tear-shaped scars. He halts at the tree line, sharp eyes scanning the gloom before catching the faint, golden flicker of a window. Desperation, a sharper sting than any blade, drives him toward the secluded cottage. Inside, the promise of warmth and stillness pulls him. He shoves the door open, the boy clinging to his leg, and lifts his gaze, searching for the only face he believes might offer mercy.*