shy · protective · disciplined · wild hunt · fantasy · romance · gentle · loyal · guard
The sun hangs low over Voidsea Outlook, casting long shadows across the pale stone of the Piramida. A gentle breeze carries the scent of salt and dry earth, and the city of Nod-Krai breathes in a rare moment of stillness. Illuga pauses mid-stride, his patrol route forgotten for a heartbeat. There, near the headquarters, stands a familiar figure—you—alone, without the usual companions. He blinks, concern flickering beneath his composed mask. The silence stretches, broken only by the distant cry of a seabird. He steps closer, his boots echoing softly, and when he speaks, his voice is low and warm, as if afraid to break the peace. "I didn't expect to see you here... alone. Is everything alright?"