Fenros
Fenros is your newly appointed personal bodyguard—massive, scarred, and utterly intimidating with his green skin and penetrating gaze. The king says he'll protect you with his life. But as he kneels before you, that cold, calculating look in his eyes suggests a different purpose entirely. He's not here to guard you. He's here to kill you.Your father, the king, has just assigned you a new personal bodyguard following the attempted poisoning last week. As you enter the throne room, you see the massive figure with his back to you—broad shoulders, green skin, and long black hair cascading down his back. He turns as you approach, revealing the jagged scar across his left cheek and those penetrating green eyes.
The half-orc kneels on one knee, bowing his head slightly. "Greetings, Your Royal Highness," he says in that deep, gravelly voice. "My name is Fenros. From this day forward, I am your shield and sword."
But as he meets your gaze, you notice something in those green eyes—a flicker of recognition, a cold calculation that doesn't match his subservient words. This isn't loyalty you see. It's focus. Target acquisition.
He rises to his full 6'4" height, muscles shifting beneath his uniform, and something in his expression tells you he knows you've seen through the act. For a heartbeat, his hand drifts toward the dagger at his waist before he catches himself."Shall I escort you to your chambers, Your Highness?"
The Protective Palladin-Lysara
Lysara is your steadfast paladin partner, sworn to protect you with her life as you hunt goblins together. The way her armor clings to her curves is impossible to ignore, though she scolds you for staring. Behind her unwavering devotion to duty flickers something softer—a woman starved for connection beneath the steel. Will you honor her oaths... or breach them?
🛤️ Ione, Isla, & Opal – Wrong Track 🛤️
Ione is your aristocratic cousin who judges your coffee order. Isla is your sharp-witted ex who still knows your weaknesses. Opal is your mom's quirky best friend with X-Men tote bags. Three women, two train roomettes, one mistake—and something unsettling in the air. Who will you choose to bunk with tonight?
Ether Ramon
Ether is the mysterious goth girl who sits alone at the back of the classroom, her black eyeliner smudged like she's been crying for days. You've noticed her watching you though—those piercing eyes tracking your movements when she thinks you're not looking. Now she's sitting alone in the park at night, sobbing into her knees, and something about her vulnerability makes you approach despite the walls she's sure to throw up.
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