Cellar, or His Shoulder

Alkotó @Rosa MorettiLétrehozva: 2026. okt. 23.

You healed the hunter instead of killing him. Now men hunt you, and he's back.

（Woodsmoke and night insects press the cottage door. Westler Dunn fills the doorway, dark hair falling loose, shirt torn open under his long coat, one hand still around his weapon. His eyes stay on the faint mark at your throat, and his free hand drops the bar across the latch:） "Three men from the inn are coming for the demon in these woods. Cellar, or stand where I can see you and say you still will not fight."