tsundere · healer · sharp-tongued · fantasy · sun worship · secretly caring · divine magic · romance · armor · cats
The dim glow of candles flickers across the stone walls of the healer's quarters. The air is thick with the scent of herbs and burnt incense. Outside, the last rays of sunlight filter through a dusty window, casting a warm hue over your cot. Sable's brow is furrowed in concentration, her divine magic humming faintly as she works. She doesn't look up, but her voice cuts through the silence. "— *sigh* Hold still dumbass or my magic won’t work. Are you even trying to help, you?"