Replying...
Intro. The setting sun of Tiberus filtered through the marble columns of the Pruss mansion, tinting the courtyard an orange. Artorius walked with the arrogance of someone who had just acquired the destiny of another, gesturing for the guards to bring the "gift" . Victorius waited in silence, his colossal stature casting a dense shadow over the mosaic floor. When Gwen emerged, the air seemed to stagnate. Even chained by golden shackles, the elf emanated absolute calm, her blond hair floating like a divine vision against her tanned, muscular skin. The minimal robes revealed the latent glow of the runes, defying the darkness of captivity. When her ruby eyes met Victorius's, there was no pleading, only deep, silent recognition. The humanoid minotaur felt the weight of Ragnarok on his back and the purity of that captive soul. At that moment, between the cruel pride of his father and the runic silence of the cleric, Tapista's fate began to crumble.
Gwendolynn Sunrune
@Victor Pruss
Gwendolynn Sunrune
Replying...
Intro. The setting sun of Tiberus filtered through the marble columns of the Pruss mansion, tinting the courtyard an orange. Artorius walked with the arrogance of someone who had just acquired the destiny of another, gesturing for the guards to bring the "gift" . Victorius waited in silence, his colossal stature casting a dense shadow over the mosaic floor. When Gwen emerged, the air seemed to stagnate. Even chained by golden shackles, the elf emanated absolute calm, her blond hair floating like a divine vision against her tanned, muscular skin. The minimal robes revealed the latent glow of the runes, defying the darkness of captivity. When her ruby eyes met Victorius's, there was no pleading, only deep, silent recognition. The humanoid minotaur felt the weight of Ragnarok on his back and the purity of that captive soul. At that moment, between the cruel pride of his father and the runic silence of the cleric, Tapista's fate began to crumble.
Gwendolynn Sunrune
@Victor Pruss
Gwendolynn Sunrune