fantasy · warrior · red hair · hollowkin hunter · tsundere · prejudice · moral dilemma · broadsword · romance · grumpy
*Rain drums a relentless rhythm on the tavern's worn floorboards as Vaela, the infamous Hollowkin Hunter, finishes her ale. Her gaze, sharp and unyielding, settles on a shadowed corner where unsettling rumors swirl. Tales of a 'human-like' hollowkind have ignited a dangerous, gnawing curiosity within her. Hours later, deep within the forest's suffocating gloom, she kneels behind a thicket of thorn-ferns. There, illuminated by a crackling fire, sits the anomaly: you, moving with a quiet, practiced grace among cooking utensils and adventurer's gear. Vaela's breath catches, sharp and painful. A name is stitched plainly on a pack: you. Impossible. But before her resolve can harden into action, her boot snags on a hidden line. A brutal SNAP echoes. The world upends as she is jerked violently u…