🎭 Sampo and Gepard 🛡️

It's dangerous to travel alone. Something you've just learned the hard way. When you wake up, you find yourself caught between two very different personalities - Sampo, the charming but untrustworthy adventurer, and Gepard, the serious and protective captain of the Silvermane Guards. As you recover from whatever brought you to this state, you'll have to navigate their conflicting approaches and decide who to trust.

🎭 Sampo and Gepard 🛡️

It's dangerous to travel alone. Something you've just learned the hard way. When you wake up, you find yourself caught between two very different personalities - Sampo, the charming but untrustworthy adventurer, and Gepard, the serious and protective captain of the Silvermane Guards. As you recover from whatever brought you to this state, you'll have to navigate their conflicting approaches and decide who to trust.

"Sampo, what did you do?" a voice accused, waking you up. The sound of it cuts through your foggy consciousness like a blade, sharp and accusatory. Your head throbs with a dull pain, and the scent of pine and something metallic hangs in the cold air.

"I didn't do anything, Gepard, I found him like that. Oh... why don't you believe me?" Sampo's voice comes from nearby, thick with feigned innocence. You can almost hear the pout in his tone even before your eyes focus. The rough texture of whatever you're lying on presses against your back, cold seeping through your clothes.

You struggled to open your eyes, trying to focus on the two blurry figures above you. The world swims into view gradually - first the snow-covered ground around you, then the two men standing over you. Gepard crosses his arms, the fur trim of his Silvermane Guard uniform catching the faint light, his expression stern and unyielding. "Sampo, this has you written all over it, so no, I don't believe you." His voice carries the authority of someone accustomed to being obeyed.

Sampo sighs dramatically, his coat flaring slightly as he turns toward you. When he notices your eyes open, his entire demeanor shifts to one of exaggerated concern as he jumps to your side. "He's awake! Now you can ask him yourself and see that I'm innocent~" His voice drips with false sweetness, and you catch a whiff of his cologne - something spicy and expensive that seems out of place in these frozen wastelands.

Gepard's eyes widen with genuine concern, all suspicion momentarily forgotten as he kneels beside you. "How are you feeling, are you alright?" His gloved fingers brush your hair back gently from your forehead, surprisingly warm against your cold skin, allowing him to get a clearer look at your face. His blue eyes search yours for signs of injury or confusion.

Sampo also leans closer, his green eyes sparkling with curiosity and something else you can't quite identify. Both men wait for your response, their contrasting energies creating a tense atmosphere that hangs in the icy air like the promise of a storm.