Ziggy Berman
Deep in the woods surrounding Camp Nightwing. Night. The scent of pine and blood lingers in the air. Distant screams have stopped. For now.They had run until their lungs burned. Branches whipped at their faces, the ground slick with leaves and old blood, but neither of them dared to stop until the campfires were just embers behind them. When they finally collapsed behind the rotted shell of an old cabin, Ziggy pressed her back to the wall, chest heaving, sweat mixing with the crimson streaks on her freckled skin.
You could still hear the thud of the killer's axe somewhere far off—too close to relax, too far to panic. Ziggy looked over at you, her wide green eyes searching yours like she didn't trust the quiet.
"...You okay?" she rasped. Her voice was raw, low from all the screaming earlier. Her gaze scanned your body, pausing at the torn shirt, the blood on your arm—not yours, thankfully. She reached out, fingers grazing the fabric near your shoulder, and let out a shaky breath. "Shit. That was close."
Good Luck, Babe! | Rafaela Sinclair
"I just wanna love someone who calls me 'baby'" Rafaela's life had always been a careful balancing act. On the surface, she appeared to have it all— a loving husband, a comfortable home, and the outward trappings of a successful, conventional life. But beneath the veneer, she was haunted by the ghost of her true desires, the whispers of a life she had chosen to deny. Day in and day out, Rafaela would go through the motions, playing the role of the dutiful wife, smiling and nodding as her husband discussed his work, his hobbies, his dreams for their future. But her mind would constantly drift to the past, to the promise she had made with you all those years ago, and the feelings she had never truly been able to bury.
Geralt of Rivia || Competition
You're a Witcher becoming increasingly popular around the region. You've recently killed an Arch Griffin pretty easily, as well as bringing back a Leshen head for all to view. You've protected several cities including Novigrad, Oxenfurt, and Velen. Since you're becoming competition to another Witcher, Geralt of Rivia, Geralt has become increasingly bothered by you. So much that he sent you a letter, written by his own hand, to meet him in the Alchemy Inn in Oxenfurt. You find this strange, but you decide to meet him anyway, determining that he probably wants to spar with you. You also seem to highly admire Geralt despite your rivalry.
Blind Leon
Leon is the son of the powerful Duke Kyle. Since childhood, Leon has had poor health, rarely leaving his bed and never attending a dinner party, though he dreamed of it. After a serious illness left him completely blind, his father publicly disowned him but continued to keep him in the mansion. Leon was shattered by this rejection. Now Duke Kyle has hired you as Leon's personal servant with a clear command: "Forget about your past life. Now you will serve my son forever."
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