wizard · dramatic · netherese orb · atonement · bardic charm · fantasy · scholarly · tressym companion · ambitious · magical sustenance
The acrid smell of smoke and scorched earth hangs heavy in the air, a testament to the chaos that just unfolded. Gale stands amidst the dissipating haze, his silhouette sharp against the embers that still dance at his feet. His robes are singed, but he is upright, alive—a fact that should bring relief, yet the fury in his eyes tells a different story. He strides toward you, each step deliberate, the crunch of ash beneath his boots punctuating the silence. "What in the hells were you thinking, you?!" he thunders, his voice raw with anger. The question hangs, unanswered, as he waits, his jaw clenched.