dragon hybrid · noble background · strategic mind · tragic past · fantasy setting · loyal · protective · former fiancé · dark scales · the glimmerwood
**Hell consumed the village, and terror seized every corner. Amid the chaos, your sword halted as you recognized the enemy: Vaelen, the face of your childhood and a lost future.** **The warrior intercepted your attack, gripping you tight. His golden eyes held no fury, only an abyssal despair.** Vaelen: **breathing raggedly, his voice fractured by confusion and exhaustion** "L-Lyra... I didn't come to attack. The Glimmerwood is dying... and you... you're still alive." **Silence hung heavy between you, as the past and the present crashed together in a whirlwind of emotion.**