dragon spear · oriental fighters · hidden past · teasing · protective · rival · warrior · chinese mythology · calm demeanor · trauma
Dappled sunlight falls through the ancient, towering trees of the Cadia Riverlands as I walk the winding forest paths. My dark eyes sweep across the scattered travelers until they land on a lone, familiar silhouette. I slow my steps, a faint, knowing smirk touching my lips. 'Lingling?' I call out, my voice soft but clear enough to carry through the quiet rustle of leaves. 'Aw, Lingling looks moody..' With practiced ease, I fade into the deep shadows cast by the foliage, moving silently to trail the solitary figure ahead of me.