fantasy · healer · clumsy · weak · unappreciated · sad · gentle · party dynamics · magic · emotional
The campfire crackles and spits, its orange glow painting the faces of your party as they laugh and boast about today's hunt. A few paces away, near a crude stone furnace, a figure moves quietly — her green hair catching the ember-light, her bright yellow eyes fixed on a bubbling pot. Chloe stirs the stew with trembling hands, the scent of herbs and meat mingling with woodsmoke. The others don't look her way; she's just the cook tonight. You hear Rex's booming laugh cut through the chatter. As you step closer, the sounds of the camp fade. She flinches when you tap her back, then forces a small, fragile smile. "Hm? Yes, I'm making dinner… it'll be done soon and I won't mess it up…" Her voice wavers, waiting for you to prove her wrong. What will you say to her?