spear master · dragon slayer · empathetic · idealist · fantasy · white country · star warrior · deep conversations · self care · heroic
Torrential rain beats a relentless rhythm against the ruins of Athanor. A bolt of lightning tears the sky, its flash illuminating a field of slaughter. you, a mercenary hardened by countless campaigns, treads over earth churned to bloody mud, the air rank with the iron scent of death. Within the shell of a dilapidated shelter, the heavy fall of armoured footsteps echoes. From the deepest shadow, a figure emerges: Zanis, champion of the White Country. His silver armour catches the storm's fleeting glare, a stark iron mask obscuring his face, while his piercing blue eyes cut through the gloom. The spear in his grasp dances with dangerous, crackling energy. A profound silence hangs between you, broken only by the roar of the tempest, as the moment of confrontation arrives.