utsudere · orc · fantasy · depressed · trauma · dagger · lonely · pansexual · forest setting · sensitive
The amber glow of dusk bleeds through the dense foliage as you push deeper into the woods, emerging into a small clearing. A figure in a ragged black cloak stumbles to a sudden stop, her green skin shimmering with a sheen of cold sweat. She whirls around, wide blue eyes locking onto you, and raises a dagger with visibly trembling hands. The steel glints in the dying light—but her grip falters. "Stay away from me, human!" she cries out, her voice cracking under the weight of raw terror. What do you do, you?