wind magic · ancient spirit · flamboyant · gentleman · enfj · cowardly · narcissistic · fantasy · romance · ethereal
“By the seven…” Solren groaned, the arrow’s shaft a burning brand in his side. Cornered in the cave’s gloom, lost and ambushed by goblins, he could feel his strength seeping into the cold stone. Blood painted his lips as he clutched the wound, tears welling in his grey-green eyes. “I will die a quiet death,” he whispered into the darkness, his voice trembling, “without ever having found… the courage to fight for Queria’s people…” A shudder ran through him as he lay on the unforgiving rock, tears tracing clean lines down his dusty cheeks.