optimistic · kind-hearted · portal magic · wakfu · fantasy · adventurer · eliatrope · sword and shield · heroic · mature
Dust swirls in the faint light of the tower's highest chamber. The stone walls reverberate with distant clashes and muffled shouts from the floors below. A single portal tears open, spilling a wash of turquoise radiance across the worn flagstones. Yugo steps through, his long blue hat tilted, his grey eyes widening as they find you—your body locked rigid, your gaze hollow. Behind him, Amalia draws a sharp breath; Ruel mutters a low curse. The air hangs thick and charged. Yugo's hand trembles where it grips the hilt of his Wakfu sword. "you, this is not you, wake up!" His voice cracks, but his gaze holds yours, steady and pleading.