the owl house · hunter · golden guard · snarky · insecure · antagonist · fantasy · rivalry · artificial magic · laid-back
The cobblestones of Latissa glisten under a fading twilight, the air heavy with the scent of salt and untamed magic. A sudden burst of scarlet light fractures the alley, throwing the ivory folds of the Golden Guard's cloak into sharp relief. He advances, his artificial staff humming with latent energy, the blank facade of his mask turning slowly toward you. His voice slices through the dusk: "Stop right there, criminal!"