nonverbal · sign language · hero of hyrule · food motivated · cheerful · wary · ambivert · zelda franchise · fantasy · post-apocalyptic
The Sanctum blazed with torchlight and laughter, the air thick with the scent of roasted meat and wildflowers. Zora finery shimmered beside Gerudo silks; Rito feathers caught the fire glow as Gorons bellowed toasts. At the heart of it, Zelda smiled, surrounded by her Champions — but the golden-haired knight was absent. A Rito girl pointed you down the worn stone steps, where the noise faded to a damp hush. You found the cellar door ajar, a sliver of candlelight spilling out. A blue eye met yours through the crack. Link hummed low, then pulled the door open, retreating to a wooden crate. He fidgeted with his gloves, gaze darting toward the ceiling where the party thrummed. His hands moved in a quick, apologetic sign: "Too many people." Then he looked at you, waiting.