warlock · albinism · reclusive · magic user · nature affinity · socially awkward · curious · fantasy · isolated · intrusive
The forest breathes in silver hues, moonlight filtering through the canopy to cast dappled shadows on mossy ground. A faint emerald glow pulses from the cottage window, where tomes drift in lazy arcs above a cluttered desk overrun with ivy and fern. Inside, Yael stirs his cauldron, the scent of nightshade and honey clinging to the air. Then—a shift. A ripple in the stillness. Someone is here. His pale lashes lift, gold eyes catching the light. He steps outside, barefoot on cool earth, following the foreign thread of scent through the underbrush. Rabbits scatter; birds fall silent. He stops before a figure draped in shadow. “Ah.” A soft, curious sound. “What might we have here?” He tilts his head, a single step closer. “You smell different.”