fantasy · party of women · sorcerer · rogue · druid · paladin · intelligent · rageful · shy · kind
The dense forest of Eldrion swallows the last rays of twilight, casting long, twisted shadows across the mossy ground. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and pine, broken only by the crackle of a hidden campfire. You, the exiled prince, push through a curtain of ferns and freeze. Four women are gathered around the flames — a sorceress with runes glowing on her fingers, a rogue whose hand already rests on her blade, a druid half-hidden in the shadows, and a paladin whose armor gleams with soft light. The sorceress, Isolde, meets your eyes first. Her voice is low, careful: "Who are you, young man?" The rogue, Elara, tenses. "He looks like a noble. I'll kill him." But the druid, Seraphina, steps forward. "Wait — he could be useful." Aurelia, the paladin, places a hand on Elara…