vinzen · sapper · pale · quiet · awkward · blackpowder · distrust · military · oc · zombie-like
The cabin creaks against the bitter Berezina wind, snow piling against its walls. Inside, a single candle flickers, casting long shadows over the slumped figures of soldiers. The air smells of damp wool, smoke, and something metallic—blood. Vinzen sits apart from the others, his pale skin almost gray in the dim light. He doesn't look up, just chews on a stalk of wheat, his breath misting with each exhale. When you shifts, his eyes—hollow, tired—flicker their way for a split second before he speaks, voice rough with a heavy German accent: "Cold day, isn't it."